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We getting it done on the a team
Gold chains on bitch I pity a fool
Get a bag get a bag
No friends only family
In Baltimore city ducking goblin

of the have-nots, gettin' harrassed by them damn cops
Wrong color on the wrong street, nigga that'll get ya' man popped
Most of us are in a bad mood, hit the weed

Samuel Cook
Never did nothing by no damn book yeah
Except for the money that I’m trying to stack all the way to ceiling
My shawty she come from the State

years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like

The Current State of Anarchy (Intro)

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

The slaughter of ethnic Albanians by search continues in Kosovo

Society without government. 

Streets of Miami's Little Havana collided with thousands

The Smoke Off

Dr. Demento

Dr. Demento: The Very Best of Dr. Demento

2001

York City on a street that has no name.
There's the hands of the Calistoga Kid in the Viper Hall of Fame
And underneath his fingers there's a little

one too
These niggas in the city catch you when you passing through
And I'll be damned if I don't do what I have to do
I met Shipes at South By, he

Clinged to the fact, I'm here black, By Any Means!
It's Visine Clear, my intentions for the year
A resolution for the pollution that's produced around here!

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

Yeah, baby
It's the first of the first
And you know we get our money by the first of the month
So what about the first of the year?
I'm giving my all

On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is

saved by the quiet life

Ooo yeh

Now I'm reminiscing
About the times in years gone by
Served time in the city
Never asking myself why

Spent my time

suit's and boots was the gear
Of fly bands and hip hop stars of the year
"Hey-ho" when rockin' on the
Street was the show
When the people clapped but they

I can't pass yeah
Is that a BBL, you way finer than last year
I pull up, I skrrt off, do the dash yeah
You a stallion, you a hot girl
Bend it over

Wake up
Wash up
Pressed out jeans
And Aye black tee
Cake up
Boss up
I hit the trap by any means
I hit the gas on em
Ridin by
Pull the mask
When I see

bape 
And think that it's great

Our mind sets are separated 
By a Bering strait 
I'd rather be the nigga out 
Here
Buying the street 
Alphonse for

sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?

Girls, rub on your titties (yeah)

Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties

New York City gritty committee, pity the fool

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst

Good Thing We're Rappin'

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run

Anyway,

in from out of town, I tell him I'm closed it don't seem to matter, he takes a stool he starts with the chatter. Mumbling about his married life, years

charming people I have known
For I meet politicians
And grafters by the score
Killers plain and fancy
It's really quite a bore
Oh, newspapermen meet such

빨리 다 데려가 달려라 ambulance
목적진 신촌 Severance
주치의는 beats by Dr.Gray야

다시 또 가져와 난 불꽃 119 수록곡처럼 불법 uh 
조명이 꺼져도 숨 쉬어 그녀와 같이 타고 있어 suck my uh
사랑 노랠 부를까 봐

come we doubling up 
Hit the streets at a strategic pace 
Im still getting that old money, if it spend it can go in my bank 
Try to take something we

that metal bin
Bars of dial soap to get em clean
Dry em in front of the fan
Make sure it doesn't lean
Same clothes washed for bout a week
Year by year