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Cause Y’all Hate Broke Nizzaz Right, We Hate Broke B!$$hez
So Since I Got The Mic, Im’a Keep It Real, From A Young N.I.G.G.A Prospective
Cause A Lot

What You're Used To

Craig G

Now, That's More Like It

1991

of mess
That might lead you to death
Be careful - careful of what style you choose
Cause in this rap field you can lose
And lose real big if you move

reflections
In all our big chains
Whole life with myself
Just now getting to know me
Real G's don't always look the part
Word to the word bologna
I don't parlay

captivated by business
They call it Stockholm syndrome
The love is real but fake
I do chemsex, party and play
G on, cuddle puddles
Elon's Hall of Shame
Shady

Nobody But Me

Eightball & MJG

In Our Lifetime, Vol. 1

1999

rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm livin nigga 

Surrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the trigga 

Word to me, and if that shit don't

drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved

madness around here we bag shit around here
We get cash real fast around here yeah

F I R E we on fire
Look at me up in the spot
Doing my thing with my new

M.A.G.N.O.L.I.A.

Soulja Slim

Years Later

2002

cool
M...A...G...N...O..L, I, A, that's the home where the souljas stay

[Chorus-2x]

[Soulja Slim talking]
Cut Throat Comitty, the streets made me,

I Did It My Way

Jay-Z

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
So I face (I'm from the hood man) the final curtain
(No the real hood the hood, not the rap

money you rap about gon' get you a mean plot
But in the meantime, I'ma let you fake fiends cop
And I know you're doing your thing, Ock
But this is

degrees than have to roll with the steal 

Attitudes can get ya noodles spilled 

By the king o’ the hill 

Daz for real 

Well but play ill 

See milk is

HowUGonFuckAroundAndChooseABusta
Over a real gangsta (baby, I'm happy with the g's)
HowUGonFuckAroundAndChooseABusta
Over a true gangsta (prove me wrong baby)

Don't know why

an asshole guess I got the shit
Or I am the shit my raps makes you sick
Go to the doctor he'll give you your drip
I'm way passed elite
I'm hanging with G's
I'm

wedding cake
Same as the packs still We tryna elevate
Fuck all them bittys tryna imitate
I make her real clean
that's my baby cakess (yesirrr)

Or maybe

I Get It Now

Tech N9ne

The Storm

2016

a distillery
The majority don't really feel a G
With the paint and a dark soliloquy
Music, they said killed the fee
Me, Krizz, and Makzilla free
So I'm

me your score will never drop
I ain't tryna study round The Clock, up the score, leave the teach in shock
Lot of things I do to pass da class,

Paid My Dues

Dirty

Love Us or Hate Us

2003

to get here, we paid dues

[Chorus]

Y'all know me  I'm the be-I-G P-I-M-P
Daddy Hall that fat nigga that rap with Mr. G
Ooh Lawd now what would I be

wanna get your bags
Bye
I know we haven't spoken in a while
But maybe it's time to clear things up foreal
Let's see if it's real, then maybe we'll chill

switch up bout a hoe da city ran thru
This motivation from da pain an hurt i been thru (i been thru)
No worries on my end cuz i know my face G (face clean)

Fat for the 90's

Lord Finesse

Return of the Funky Man

1991

team? Come on, that's a bomb squad 

Got the things that's wanted by every girl 

Mack daddy without the Caddy or the jheri curls 

You got game like

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

you keep slippin
Shootin the gift for the GUH-GUH-GAB
I'm gonna dunk on your neck just like Kareem
Ab-dul, yo and ain't cool
So don't let me act like

plus 10 Just made me a 10, they ain't got a blimp

Hunting there by runner left One cool mate, pussy, plumb out your head
We the ones putting on West,

I'm addicted put it on my back
Ok now shoutout to my dawgs know F-O-G boy them my hearts
Motivated me with rap they had my back straight from the start

know how that feels
That's why you tried stoppin' the kid like birth control pills
But that can't happen cuz Jin sweet like Kool-Aid
(cut off.. end