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I want the bands i get it how i want it 
I aint in no band my blunt sound like a trumpet 
I get a new bitch and leave her like its nothing 
Same old

did then vibe
But just don't try to sit here, bitter
Finna criticize but you none the wiser
Than these piles of dummies that'll never like if I survived

like Stockton, Malone, Gotti, Capone
Niggas dressed like they copyin' hoes, papi, come on
Stop it, you know you not with the smoke, I get you loafed

At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did

get back with a passion nuh
But I'm the one with what you need
I tell em' I got what you need
Venus and Serena how I'm serving
Paro but I've done this

had to get it
Left some shawties in the past, knew it wouldn't last but you know, I'm glad I did it
Cause I was unhappy 'til you got at me
I ain't been

as I cop the whip
I'll be like fifty miles

Up and away, pass by the bay
With my music on it's way
Turn up the bass, what did I say
I do this shit

Uh-um (Bongo By The Way)
Ayy

Stop playin', I'm tryna see what's up with it (what's up)
I'm thee stallion, I'm tryna get buck with it (ah)
He

50 Shot Ya

50 Cent

Bulletproof, Vol. 4

2008

ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti
I do it myself, I don't need no help

Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully
Give me a minute,

, get , go to it
And that what I did
And that's how it went down
Little did I know on the other side of town
She was datin' this guy by the name of big

myself

Cracked images, bad luck, and broken mirrors
Funny how I see in permanent so clearer
I dedicate this to the ones I hurt
It's time to get my

they hitting for I
Run ya down and leave ya
Fuck the pringle here's the single
Now we love the evil

Feel the funky funk house buster
You'll get rolled

Gotta beam on this Glock how the fuck you gon' chase
I'm the youngin out here who be sipping  on ace
I'm a make sure all my niggas straight
If you can't

Grand Finale

Nas

Fed Up and Movin On

2007

you get plugged here, that's just impossible
for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable
Third eye watchin you, watchin me
Throwin rocks from

lead
And what do yo rhyme even matter
After you licked you ain't worth shit we get what we got and we scatter
Back to the crib, divide this here, my

Side by side man we rhyme till we A List I’m tryna put some fire on their playlists but i ain’t tryna be famous If I get my bloodline right then i

lost it to a sewer
I worked a silly nine to five job
Nigga worked a silly nine to five job yeah I had a problem
Really wanted to get it all by myself

Tuh, no Scott here
Used to get songs like Hey what's goin on
Now we getting tunes like I don't fuck with you
And this ain't no diss track
I just admit

round the corner they duck off You could triple dare me
Get a buck off
Sweep him up and get the dust off
I don’t play by the rules
When you cut off
Please

Encore

Jay-Z

Dirt Off Your Shoulder/Encore [12" Single]

2004

Yeah, okay

So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm leaving, that's how you get me back
After a year of them sixteen's, it's one point two

Yeah
This shit right here
Some real shit
Most niggas a never admit
I was a dog
Never did what I was taught
Out in the streets
More than I was at home

Daddy from the pjs
He taught his son how to get it fasho
He have a crown that is covered in gold
I was a prince by 11 years old

I'm the next up

Yo 

Let’s get one thing clear
I’ve been that bitch 
Stay flossed up
I’ve been the shit
Money so damn long 
Can’t reach the shit
When I’m in my zone

to see my wife get out the hospital
Yet panic has us by the brain
This stress is set, demonstrable
Reality is no one is responsible
And useless is