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Cowboys

Fugees

Score: Bootleg Version [Video]

1996

Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot

Cowboys

Fugees

The Score

1996

Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your

Milestones
Lyrics by mPHATic (Aka  Chris D. Knox)
 Copyright  All Rights Reserved June 2021 mPHATic 

Chorus:
Another job Done / Don’t hesitate
I’m

give two flipping yeets
When I spit it, so divine
Ain't no better use of my time
Then rapping on Eatin's beats
Yes we will stay on the grind

that won't float
A no show so let me go

Bye mom bye dad
In cali at rehab
It's a waste of money honestly
They won't listen to that
Two months go by
I

Living This Life

UGK

Underground Kingz

2007

and the jackas wanna kick in my do' (do')
I'm a d-boy, didn't graduate
But I, got a Ph.D from Pimp State
And I, got a Master's Degree in movin' weight
And my,

You Don't Know

Lil' Boosie

Incarcerated

2010

drugs, Can't take this from
Him, He loved girls. Went from neighborhood
Jackas,To neighborhood stackas I-10 ridaz,to
I-10 traffickas. Imagine us in that

the ash trays, spark the weed up
My alias Kadafi they call me Hussein Fatal
It's a two-game table

Scott La Rock died tryna break up a fight
They caught my

wielu mówi
"Patrz, ale teraz gwiazda ze mnie"
Cały czas tu wypływa tylko prawda ze mnie
Wiesz, nie wszedłem tu by zwęszyć forsę,
Bo pamiętam początek,

Yea
Back to the motherland
We love the Father
But we gone back to the motherland
It’s O2dR
Yo
Yo yo
Back to the motherland
Hold up
I know why I came

underrated 
Now I'm Over niggas 
Hate this shit
I know I'll bring it home my nigga 
Pay up what you owe us nigga 
2 fouls in the bonus 
You won't hold us nigga

they ain't finna fold up
I whip that demon hit the gas I'm doing doughnuts
I spend that check and make it back I get the bonus
I'm dropping hits like

Ball this bitch by myself Ion' fear no opponent
If he get to tweaking then fuck it we on it
My niggas post up on the block like Sabonis
Hit him

Hot!!! Threw up the finger Bailiff grab Him by the wrist, Boy I'll change your demeanor, Then He Spit up in his face, and the homie threw a Bo. The next

głową nadmiernie pełną weny
A ze studia wieczorem, grosikiem w poszukiwaniu sceny
Nie chcę by moje teksty były puste a ja żerował nimi jak hieny
Do domu

Beat Blessed By AyeSean!
Two Timess (two Timess)
I get it, you mad, you lost it
Had to get up on my shit, I was down bad, now a nigga flossing
I

Hands Up

T.I.

I'm Serious

2001

We going to Cuba wit' this one
Yea, I been rehabilitated, rejuvenated
And most important relocated
So now, with no further to do

[Chorus: x2

a phone call right now
We'll even throw in an extra bonus
By doing a two for one deal
Just come on down
To EL DONDO's
Mixing and Mastering station
And look

you wanna
Cool Cat backed in that corner, ooh, I got a boner
Please show me my opponent
You and your homie, he with you, that's a bonus
One-one, two

Sunflower Seeds

Novel

PRhyme 2

2018

and put wings on the dog for you treatin' me like I don't, don't know fly bitches
Nickel, I'm back in the prime of things
2 jackas this one is tabular,

why cndrew in the back

Got to run that shit through scanners

That's why cuzzo get it clapped

Four by two
I'm on parameters

They're fucking in

Ściera się podeszwa bo kasa nie leży u stóp tu
Mam tyle ludzi wokół łącze z nimi się jak bluetooth
Zbieram wciąż łupów
Chce koncertować tak jak u2

causin' confusion
A bad bitch from Brooklyn, I said keep it pushin'
I'm ahead of this shit, I just can't execute it
Spend time by myself and they call it

Fifty Grand
Kick beats like Van Damme
That fighting ass nigga? Yes, it's the B
I break with the bonus
Bumrush bums and bitch-ass opponents
Bucks plug out