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paid by rhymin'
Nigga, they creep, watch how they slimin'
Lil' goofy-ass nigga went broke on diamonds
Nigga, when I step, my bros behind me
Bro sip

Doomsday News

Canibus

2000 B.C. [Clean]

2000

flame throwers
I reflect light, bounce off walls and wreck mics
Disconnect your windpipe by cuttin your neck with a knife
Rip through, everything from

outside his home
Say, this that Hellcat music, slide by myself when I'm alone
Me and my white boys off them pills like Charlie Sheen, bitch, we gone

feel like work
And that's a big deal

Been catching wins like all season
Offseason turned into an on season
I'm goin in never out worked
When I leave

worth it, ya purpose doesn't mean shit to me
So save the cryin and lies fool
It isnt gonna fly, like a pilot whos blind
You, were never by my side or down

Goin off
Jeff & Fresh Prince
Sup & Rud dropped that Girls got em locked shit
Ice T had Darlene on the Power cover
We said shit like On The Strength

in
Ask these streets we been grinding for a minute
So y'all will never do it like we (Like we)
By no means am I just gon’ stand here while he gassing

at the stars
Music in the back
Phone is playing Bruno Mars
Night is still young
Lemme take you for a ride
Betcha imma catch you by surprise
Lemme take you

to all real niggas
Handle ya biz
I learned from the OGz
That's how it is
Rule number 1
Thats loyalty
2 Get ya money
So ya family
Won't need for shit
3 Keep

goin crazy
When we freaky in bedroom
It's amazing how you feel
How you feel about repeat
Baby Let me know by the next week
Ima a busy bee
With lots

of show biz, be bold in this bitch you know it
I need a vacation somewhere surrounded by the ocean
With a studio on a island so my flow can match the waves

Who Dat

Fox Sports Presents

Fox Sports Presents: Game Time!

1999

'dat who 'dat who 'dat tryin' to get up in my crew 
(Huh? Yeah!) 

Yo who 'dat off brand nigga' tryin' to hang wit the clique 
Flossin' like you came

Who Dat

Unlinked Artist

Stick Up

1999

'dat who 'dat who 'dat tryin' to get up in my crew 
(Huh? Yeah!) 

Yo who 'dat off brand nigga' tryin' to hang wit the clique 
Flossin' like you came

tell you somethin'
Different I'd be livin a lie
Everyone of y'all the biz
Little somethin' came by
Y'all the reason I was livin
I ain't ready to die no

Running in circles I'm running in place
Lost in the moment increasing my pace
But I ain't goin nowhere no service the face of my life (life)
I find it hard

I fucked the hottest bird in town cause I got that rizz
Spittin straight game she couldn't handle the biz
You I know I had to pump her full of my

Knowing my off days are 808s
And old Drum breaks from all them old days
When Fifty Cent was poppin and Eminem was a show king
Consumed by what i became

I'ma give a fuck
All these niggas out here stackin' bread and ain't even runnin' up

That's your mama bread, yeah you goin' fed
I can lie, these niggas

it need the gauze where I bled
Wounds opened up, trauma swimming pools out my head
I'm surrounded by some folk who
Ain't never had to go through

Askin' what I cop, none of your concern
One day you gon' learn what you tryna get
Everything on sale, goin' out of biz
Partners up in jail, gotta feed

Who Dat

Jay Tee

BET: Best of Rap City

1999

'dat who 'dat who 'dat tryin' to get up in my crew 
(Huh? Yeah!) 

Yo who 'dat off brand nigga' tryin' to hang wit the clique 
Flossin' like you came

see goin' down everyday
my brothers and my sisters gettin' played
so we revert to committin' dope, many brothers get hurt
by another brother who don't

Different I'd be livin a lie
Everyone of y'all the biz
Little somethin' came by
Y'all the reason I was livin
I ain't ready to die

No lie
Ain't nuthin

Walk With Me

WC

Southwest Riders

1997

have it all

Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter