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Decide con DJ Reggy
DJ Reggy

Mi corazón no es un juego
Para de jugar
Recuerda, si

this world can take away this hard stench
If you smell it you can tell it that I embellished the industry
With my energy my energy for twenty years

Out Cold

Esham

Repentance

2003

Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave

put a hole in your fin
But your head to the barrel like DJ's is spinnin
Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so hood
But what's really hood, when you

of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a blunt to blow,
After that,

just got me dancing like I never thought I'd get it right
So let me blow those motherfucking candles right
Please walk on by my dream song won't sell
But

, o trem da vida não espera.
Passa logo essa bola , 20 , 21 , já era. 
Primeiro tempo concluído com êxito , entenda.
No RAP , no Scratch ou basquete ,

Luis had enough of this nerdcore genre[00:18.77]This community is toxic and filled with drama[00:20.38]Im sick n tired of my own

I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

DJ Quik

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

Street to y'all street
If ya missed it, I stay consistant, we got heat
C-P-T style, O-G me style
The D-J, Q-U-I-K with no C style
In yo' town, don't

of Spades
You came in wit Two of Hearts by Stacey Q?
Femine is your drumtracks, one hat no rise
My DJ's in the shadows, I perform
Show my soul side

fascinated by the game
I bugged out
They raised twenty-five cent prices
For my video games
Mortal Kombat time for no contract
Back to the Future no one told

The Professional

Mobb Deep

The Professional

1998

[Featuring Mobb Deep]
[DJ Clue] *echoing*
New shit, Mobb Deep featuring Noyd (like this dunn)
The Professional, used from my nigga Vic
Haha

go to school
All by myself run me yo' shit for that flag
I got my second million dollars
I'll never look back
I give my youngin' 20 thousand for

flows by myself
Pour more go go gadget
I'm in Slow Mo
4 More bars
I got double though
And a couple hoes
Running in yo door
Running to the dough
Running up

était bête
Qu'est ce qu'on peut perdre du temps à s'mettre la merde dans la tête
Vitry sur Seine à vie dans le crâne je quitte le quartier mais pas lui

Buck Bounce

DJ Melo-Mix

Game for Yo Azz

2001

by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get

fuck do you mean
Run up a bag wit my bitch and my team 
I wasn't shit, now I'm the shit
Double cup squirt and some DJ my shit
I fuck it up, I stay

feet or a mile away (aye)
Lil bitch Im a king you can bow away aye
Yo bitch is fan I wonder if she can blow (I wonder)
Nigga you ain't got it didnt say

H2oproof

Ras Kass

Rasassination

1998

niggas doin drive-by's with my ashes in the car
are-A-S, H20 liquifyin you assets
Repo your flow even in (prepo letho?)
Straight outta Aruba, lampin with

that's how ya deal wit 'er 
She a terrorist she like to blow my phone up 
What ya doing with them lips ya got yo own cup 
Did all 'em units for the thirty,

pizza
Yesterday, I was rockin' twenty-thousand with Khalifa
Nigga got popped by my tour bus
What them bitches do? Yeah, they blamed us
Mind you, I

Cos we coming from Queens

Jose Luis Gotcha, golden guns and tons
General, Emanual, Iraq emerald
Government out to get me, trying to stick me
Move

on red and sit on gray
me and Ron C blow on hay
I'm playa made on razorblades
all my clothes are tailor-made
I pour a 4 in Gatorade
watch me lean in

where it's lean and bop
No lean and sprite 
We hide in a Hyde Park shubs
A place where the sun don't shine 
DJ's mixing breaks in the rave 
Garden spot