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Away
Stay Down and Stack
This World a Jungle
Keep a Strap
Bang Out Reckless
Like fuck this Rap
You Play Lil Bitch
Then Its a Wrap
These bitches gone Go

C'nous

Lacrim

Toujours Le Même

2012

les problèmes ? 
C'est nous
Ceux écoutés par les grosses peines ? 
C'est nous
C'est pas Lil Wayne, pas T-Pain, c'est nous
Dans tous les ghettos

Beef

Lil Wayne

Lights Out [Clean]

2000

of your gal and make her tell
Like, "Slut, where's the yay, or I'ma pop one in your grill"
It's Lil Wayne, nigga, blast and bang triggers
Play with my

quick

I don't play with these fuck niggas really
Lil Wayne my coupe
Yeah this bitch ain't got no ceilings
Hah
Fuck a one on one
Up a pole you on the run

the block into the Carter, I'm talkin Lil-Wayne
Kickin thru wit heaters on my feet, I'm talking Hwo-rang
Reppin for the people, and my people love it, gang

Trying not to the think
Pouring up the drank
I feel like Lil Wayne
Niggas screaming gang, what we bang not the same
Caught that nigga lackin' and we

Best Hustler

Master P

Ghetto Bill (The Best Hustler In The Game, Vol. 1)

2005

Arkansas, Carolina to Kentucky
Dem Boyz got golds, candy paint on buttons
Even doe Lil Wayne, and Baby like to stunt
They still stayed humble and Cash Money

on Usain, it's runnin', mmm
She give me brain, that skully, mmm
She drunk a Wayne McFlurry, mmm
And I'm on this lean, buzzin'
I'ma machine gun 'em
That

I Need a Hot Girl

The Hot Boys

Guerrilla Warfare

1999

And they know how to pop 
I need a project bitch, a hoodrat bitch 
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that bitch 

(Lil' Wayne) 
She a doggy

Apex Predator (My Gun Go)

Crooked I

Apex Predator

2013

Page shooting up a Sikh Temple
George Zimmerman the reason I'mma keep pistols
Even though I don't fuck with the NRA
Cause the CEO Wayne LaPierre, yo

it stain it, cock it knock it
Win that, dash and daz tripping with me
Thing out, thing out, thing in, thing tint

Thanks bang it, bang, bang

darkside man... Bang on tha darkside man,
Land of the thuggish ruggish city, will it reveal?
well I went back to my land with a 12 gauge Mossberg Pump, big

Squad!
It's fuckin' TR3YWAY
Farid Bang, what's poppin'?
Shout out to SCH
Capo, let it breathe!
Juh-Dee on the beat

Helal Money Kartell, die

reality a remix
Humanity’s beneath us, we super humans
Super-tyrants, super-violent
Listen to the way my nine click
Right before I pop your collar
The most

delight is in the law of the lord
And in his law doth he meditate day and night
And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of waters
That bringeth

Officer (Listen)
Mr. John Wayne (Listen)
Mr. Try to come slaughter my name
Mr. Mention a gang (Aww)
Mr. Put you in they aim
Mr. Gun go bang (Bang Bang)
Mr.

bang Big B in my face, my nigga
By mornin', I'ma check 'em out this bitch
Bean bag, know that gon' make this bitch
Lock down 'til the whole line get

187 Ya Yo

G-Unit

God's Plan

2002

you claim you got this and that by flippin crack, stop lyin, nigga you just rapped.

Lil Flip
A lot of Rap Cats rap about jewels, but that ain't rose

Migraine
Do a lil cocaine
Now I'm feelin' okay

Bang bang
Gunshots in my brain
Need an AK
Lotta blood down the drain
Yuh
Bang bang
Gunshots in my brain
Need

vibe
She keep that ass to the sky
Heart so cold like outside
Lost so many folks dat I can't even Cry
I just give thanks for the ones by my Side
Cross my

Don't Stop

Spice 1

Blocc Movement

2001

out niggas boss up and don't stop
Blow! Blada baba bo, blada baba bang bang
Spice, Yuk and Bo we do the damn thang
Blow! Blada baba bo, blada baba

You can't hang
Offside rule, too close, yeah that's the same thing
She don't wanna talk, yeah she just wanna bang
But my boys come first, so I dipped

with my lil' homie Kippy
Big guap, big glocks, make a nigga kick rocks
Six mops, with stocks, shoot you out your flip flops
Get rocked, get socked, all

Popping my shit no laxative
Fucking yo bitch on Acid
Wrapping that gas in plastic
Told that lil dumb lil faggot
Got drugs in that bag don't drag it
Nigga