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Street Life

Master P

Give It 2 'Em Raw

1998

jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast

And it go like
Know your name but you don't got no money I'd rather have all that money
Ayo, like
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, thats for all my opps

They

Holy Grail

Jay-Z

Magna Carta...Holy Grail

2013

You'd take the clothes off my back, and I'd let you
You'd steal the food right out my mouth
And I'd watch you eat it, I still don't know why
Why I

yo eyes
I don't care if you gon' be surprised
Don't even be watching with yo motherfucking eyes
All ya'll wanna stop my lit
All ya'll wanna stop my lit

Real niggas enter, square niggas back down

It's my niggas home but it look like a trap house
Over the years we done fucked in every room in that damn

talking, they ainn getting paid 
I get to that bag I don't care what they think
These Niggas is corn balls they stealing the wave
An my shit authentic just

in the door
But tonight I'm feeling polite
So I might knock you out
You ain't in my circle
And you try to square up with this star?
Best believe that

the dirt but I'm on my way
Improving by a fraction yuh
Plan on putting on the shirt when I get my pay
And that is not a question yuh
But God is always on my

I'ma fuck 'em by the threes or fuck 'em by the pairs
Long as you gon' get this money, nigga, I don't care
Nigga, I don't share, autopilot, I don't

on the spot
I turn his friend to my broad
Imma fuck her in his crib
And I don't care if I get caught
And they tell I'm too girly to
Be talking bout a chop
Like

money is garbage I just share my views through it
I'm the connect for distribution
Oh yeah I move music
This is the third installment of the torment for

aguleri oh
A young boy from the trenches
I swear I don't know how to give up
I say nah money be my time oh
Who go take care of my momsy
If I no make this

I don't care
We gon hit every target
Don't shoot in the air
Brand new drip Mike Amir I wear
Brand new drip new Givenchy I wear
Got my bitch in Celine

Yes muthafucka, the boys are back
With my vest and I'm tucked up with my boys in back, fucka

Hook
Max B:
You don't want it with them niggaz
While y'all

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

Ma nigga don't start with me
I'll send you to heaven ma gee damn
Take care of your girl at least okay
I'll show her some needs not money
These girls

A Miracle

Birdman

Savage Life 2

2008

and glistenin'
Ya don't won't my position, I'm spittin facts
Couldn't relax, the whole time I had weight up on my back

Be black goin' back, I got pistols

Dream

Dizzee Rascal

BRITs25 Album: The Music Event of 2005 [DVD]

2005

care
Not knowing for reality that I'd have to prepare
'cause money don't grow on no stick, well it's rare
Me and boy was still looking less and less

(yeah)
I don't care bout what you saying lil boy  i'm focused on my rap (yeah yeah)
Fuck 'em, all those who always try to make me wanna stop (let's go)

path i get
It very sensitive times and all things
Must be taken seriously this
Is MY TRUTH and I don’t care what
Else she has left to say
Unless it

Gave my parelized bro a sturdy shoulder to lean on
Taking care of grown ass man at 6 years old
Ain't complain I just Wanna  feel loved in my on home

they seein' my face
Aglow that resembles the greats before
Nas, Big', Face, and Hov
I got a ways to go
But don't you try to give me them
Flowers that

Got a blonde hoe and I call that hoe tangled
I see two squares, call them niggas rectangle
I don't care if that's your dad If that lil nigga still

money in a day
My nigga I'm paid
Hat to the back
Don't know how to act
Label blowing up my jack
Cuz nigga I'm paid
Counting up a stack
And my pockets