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You either die a hero 
Or you live long enough to become the villain

When you way up high in your prayed up sky
Displayed trust they cut, then

Ralou's brother, little Deven
Ya know I'm sayin', Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace

Know I'm sayin'
Everybody wanna live the ill life, know I'm sayin'
But

the mind in a tunnel that I'm feeling so focus
I'ma make everybody look at me like he's grown up
Fired up to the point that I cause explosions
I live my life

shirt now
Hit her she gon' make that rubber burn
Throw it back, I'm movin' like Bernie
Pussy nigga talkin' really never did concern me
They was hitting

hungry, now I watch all my niggas count racks (count racks)
For this life we live, on my mama, yeah, I'm 'bout that ('bout that)
I'm 'bout that
I'm 'bout

yea
I said I'm talkin bout loyalty loyalty loyalty
Loyalty yea
Imma live and imma die by the end I'm talkin loyalty loyalty loyalty
If you got me then I

[RZA]
1,2, 1,2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit,

talkin', but I live it
I pull up on you, you gon' feel it nigga
I ain't with the talkin'
I ain't with the dissin' you fuck around
You gon' come up missin'

drifting, Ricky Bobby
How I whip the motherfuckin’ Maserati
Guaranteed, you’ll never wanna try me
Coming at your head, it’s a kamikaze (Ayy!)
(Ayy!) Out

can't live with no more right
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be damned with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me chasin' dreams
I'm

can't live with no more right
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be damned with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me chasin' dreams
I'm

How to Rob

50 Cent

In Too Deep [Original Soundtrack]

1999

of fucking an R&B bitch
But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit
When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some

and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take

I'm tryna live so high
Way above the clouds I'm so fly
On top of the world it's my time
Don't worry bout me I'll just pass by
I'm tryna live so high

Niggas ain't bout that action
You can keep your chain
My niggas don't want that plastic
Niggas talkin' bout they got mill
Niggas talkin' bout they got

fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

Mafia Music [Edit]

Rick Ross

Mafia Music

2009

but somehow I got by

Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they

love God, I believe in my God
But I ain't been in nobody church
I stand on the business for me
So the day I go free Uncle Bobby, no motherfuckin'

I believe in my God
But I ain't been in nobody church
I stand on the business for me
So the day I go free Uncle Bobby
No motherfuckin' shirt (No

Alcantara

Pusha T

Mumble Rap

2017

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Alright, look
Uh

Alcantara roof
No Panameras, I'm talkin' new Carerra coupes (uh)

Aloe Vera paint, blood suckin' jump

goons in some white collars

Nine da five yeah we get dat work
by five da nine yeah we makin profit

I will nva bobby shmurda my niggas

Sayin names will

can't live with no more right
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be damned with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me chasin' dreams
I'm

Niggas crazy think they got a chance at stoppin me
You must be on that shit that Genie Lamp gave to Bobby
She must don’t got a man how she staring