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fore wall, necklace wearin' beard You don't want this money till it's rich Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free Go against the grain, I got
equal His new album in stores - Tical 0, man The Prequel You know how we do when me and my crew bang Been rapping this kid Since he was down with Wu Tang
Hundred dollar bills Peel on Ducatis and other four-wheels Write a book full of Medicine and generate mils Tour the album, only for more sales We used
(It's JP Bangs) Mm-mm, yeah I'm standin' on the world's largest capital P Jumped out like TMZ (on yo' ass) I put my ring to motherfuckin'
quick to shoot it So hit the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music [Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)] I don't care what it takes, we gon'
or roll wit a gang Roll up in a school and bang - bang! And hang out, to sellin (?) struck out Fiends, who's worries kept green, or stick the merry, dream
hahahaha we got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them you know what I'm saying when you been hit by the bitch you know it was ment
hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop With Dre
Hip Hop Hooray by Naughty By Nature Album : 19 Naughty III Give it up for Naughty By Nature Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho You drew
Just your nut-sack by itself And bang them shits with a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head right back And leave you like that You just
Just your nut-sack by itself And bang them shits with a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head right back And leave you like that You just
work clothes or a dress shirt Lesser men became intimidated by the alpha male Hated for the great amount of tail that I'm about to nail Bound to fail
sudiste Ils aiment casser du sucre sur le dos des sunnites Mais on a le fuego, on le caramélise Big up à Bruxelles, big up à Nice Ceux qui remontent la
Hahahaha We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them You know what I'm saying When you been hit by the bitch You know it was ment
regulate the turf I stomp on Everytime I see some I grabs me gun Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be from Boom boom bang on I bust back,
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat Gotta
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat Gotta
Okay, New York, New York Skepta, Jme (Boy Better Know) This is grime scene Hold tight my mum still, big up mum Yeah, listen I want a 100% not fifty
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls) Song: No Mercy [Fat Joe] Yeah, real
on Check out 9th street, a big sign, El-Pee got served in neon Trendy indie underground 'cause you haven't got a choice Take away your elitist buddies
Uh, hold up smoke something bitch, uh, uh Everybody want to know why the album was late I was waiting for whitey to Get fucking paper straight I'm
Facing down a blunt while I'm chilling on the deck Hennessy drown out my enemies none of niggas can get to me Just got a bag watch me flip me a p for
Let it go Let this angel life go Let yourself go Time is passin' 'til the cops come Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress
white lady, by the key (key) Ayy, cup full of Texas, poured by the three (three) Hoped out the Porsche, went and sold me a P (a P) Smoke a pussy nigga
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