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get it gone faster
He call me I copped it weigh it and bust it out the wrapper
I got it they need it I serve em I leave em with a big bag
I’m

paid by The hour
I’m getting straight to the bag With no breaks
I’m getting right, right to it
You niggas not, you losing
They wanna know what my Niggas

know bout Charles Dickens?
She love to put on B.I.G.
Then bang that Nipsey
Tryna to keep up with
Shit
It'll have a bitch dizzy
Shawty she a
Bag getter

Bang at the door, what the fuck is that sound
My coins are in bags, but my stacks are in pounds
Miu Miu boots stomp a bitch in the ground
L- L- Listen up

I said a hip hop
Hippie to the hippie
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it out
Bubba to the bang bang boogie, boobie to the boogie

thorough
NYPD on our nuts uniform on a squirrel
They trynna bag us up and lock us like food for the perro
Im from NYC going borough to borough dont gang bang

getting her back
Get the bag, flip the dope
I don't fuck with crack
Never stop and never crack 
My clique bang in bloody flats
Remove the rats, hit'em with

Kufika grounds akalalishwa Flat
Faster beba tenje na bag bag
Hii si must naeza amua ni dugg
Uku East ni ma-Cop na thugs thugs
Big Steppa nimevaa malugz

that
The streets would bring
Infatuated by images on the big screen
Like Nas in it was written
They had street dreams
By 17 they was on they grind
They

win any challenge
I'm superfly
Got it from my mummy and my daddy
Bye bye
I'm a big boss, little baddie!

Don't be fooled by this cute face
I'm a lil

dance uh
Get to the cash i'm getting to the greens
Doing the dash just tell me what's the scene
Finna go big like my jeans
Finna go do that shit by any

Nototious Thugs

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Notorious [Original Soundtrack]

2009

and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all

an option
I'm gonna count to three
One ya betta run
Two I'm telling you
Three don't fuck with me
Go grab ya boys
Cause I got big toys
Bang bang!
Lil man, man

a bag full of money knocking at the door
I'm bout to pour it out the bag
Count it on the floor

Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand
In the wee

the big bags of dank bud, D-Loc and Johnny Richter you know we smoke like pain killer

[Chorus]
15's on the truck, ya thats how we rollin, and we rollin you

Got on my Ski with four deep in the V
So don't fuck with FG boy you know we gon' throw (bang bang bang)
Don't fuck with DG he gon' let it go
Don't fuck

Get 'em all off my pad (yeah), every thought that I had

Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, I'm in my bag
I get a little testy

nut on her face (Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)
Ooh-wee, girl, smile for the face cam (ew)
Big truck, four by four
Might be a Ram, change the color

Down Bad

J. Cole

1-888-88-DREAM

honcho
Bitch, we came from nothin' just like the big bang theory
That poverty stains kept the pain buried
And covered the shame with a dream
We would

your mans he a hoe and I don't hold no truce
Our back against the wall we don't like big groups
Been through hell and back we can show you too
Talking

seat and quiet is kept 
And hold your big fat butt steady 
Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready 
She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey 
I

You Can't Fade Me/JD's Gaffilin'

Ice Cube

AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted

1990

seat and quiet is kept 
And hold your big fat butt steady 
Cause yo hoe I got the paper bag ready 
She started moaning and gobbling like a turkey 
I

that
Put me in a body bag
Fuck this fuck that
I just want my life back
Fuck this Fuck that
I just want my life back
Bang it till ya neck crack
Bang it

Aggravated by the bullshit, I might leave it 'lone
Ever since I lost 2-9 I'm in the end zone
Is your love really real? I'll probably never know (never know)