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Tell me why you mad for
Listen Luda we gotta keep it real boy
We gonna do it like this baby
Listen here you know what I'm saying
Tell me what they mad

Blow

Dré

Port of Miami

2006

I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger

ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer

Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)

ayy

I don't need help, nothing new I go by Disco, who are you
Got me sayin', what's up? Like I'm Martin
Soon be in the rich culture sweater on my waist

an agent I don't care what they paying me 
Seems like nip had the same ol story 
If you pay a black hater tell a different allegory 
Like Pearl Harbor

Dreams

Game

Much Dance 2006

2005

take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back

Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed
'Cause Martin Luther King had

to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if

don't want it, You gon' lose

I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide

work with
And the response was rapid and
Near unanimous "At that
Moment, " Ross tells me
"you would've thought Meek was the only
Rapper in Philly"

with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by

Bruh I'm tyrna tell
(Nah, nah, fuck that
Fuck all that shit)
Y-you just- you not that nigga bruh
(Bruh, tell me why this nigga lit)
He just fye
(Tell

I'm 'posed to win? they
Got me fightin' ghosts
Same sword they knight you they
Gon' good night you with
Sh, Thats' only half if they like you
That ain't

leave you cold hearted
Just hand me my shit that bitch inna compartment
My stick bout to sing like John Martin
I bought her a Birkin Bag
And I hand her my

'd prob'ly rip your pants off
If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
It prob'ly'll smell like cologne made out of bits of panther
They call me

nothing if thinking it's
Something that you could wait on
Just gone last it's a task you gotta take on
Even if it take long
Stay strong
Cause we clearly see

I'll be right there when you fall
cll you gotta do is give me a call
Tell me what you want from me
Tell me baby do you like the company
I keep it

Work Out

J. Cole

2012 Grammy Nominees

2012

I wanna see you work for me, work out for me

Hey, we got a good thing
Don't know if I'mma see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I

can't ignore the time don't know what's in store it's fine
You tell me what's yours is mine I tell you what's mine is lost
Just like my mind, so if you

If you describe a man as the king of something 
You mean that he is the most important person doing that thing
Or he's the best at doing it

My first

fame (You a lame)
I don't give a fuck if I ever blow up
As long as I get my change
Yeah, Prada, Balenci' on me
(On me) , Chanelly the frames (Woo)
Boy,

it, pal!

There ain't no Babe Ruth disease, I'll tell you that much right now

Have a hot dog and a Hummer, go ahead, it's on me"

I don't know,

down
Cos I know I'm up there in the skies, it's streets
You can never tell me nothing
Cos I know my rights and I'm on my grind, it's streets
You can

, never lackin
Tell Uncle Snoop what's crackin',
Uh, yeah, yeah, you know how it go
Get me some money, then run up some more
Smoke by the ounce, just roll