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bottles off ya boy's chipped tooth
Look Here,

[Chorus:]
I got myself a gun,Uh Ohhhh!
Yea, I got myself a gun

[Verse 2:]
Listen
Im tha J,tha A, to tha fuck

I be down in the clouds
All ways packing the tree 
But I know she go around 
Find her
Buzzing like a moffucking bee!!

Tho still
I don't judge her,noI

yea I record break it

VS 3

Two week rappers tryna copy, they clones, trash in their own bodies
Walking with a bunch of bitches, coming in by tha bunch

Hope that you don’t think I’m moving fast but you should stay the night
I’m looking at my mood ring and its telling me the mood is right
Judging by

butches nigga, they than want to give me cash in figures
I’ve got no love for my rivals

Written by J.Lewis

Keep Sweatin'

Fat Joe

Raydiation

2005

on 

[Chorus]

Woke up in the mornin'
And I washed my face 
Had hoochies in my bed 
3 by the fire place 
Another 4 on the rug 
And they keepin' on touch

balling in these J's
Standing on the block cause the mic hasn't paid, but I'm hitting for the fences like the

Rays
Stacking chip like Lays
Watching for

Yeah, it's the return of three crunk mothafuckas
Huh huh, yeah, it's tha Liks
We gots Stan the guitar man in the house
Mothaplucka, uh, uh, say what?

Ray-Ban a specchio
La mista nel cocco
A domicilio
Dall'Olanda o il Marocco
(Eeh)
In strada come in spiaggia
(Eeh)
Quel Kymco Sniper viaggia
(Eeh)
In strada

Gold Shine

Three 6 Mafia

Ghetty Green

1999

ain't fuck what you mean playa

(Juicy J)
Playas from tha Hollywood 
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin' city 
Show them gold teeth
Ridin' in tha woods

Stone”, gas all day long
Trappin’ that Forty in tha morning, pouring dat forty in a sprite yea...
I do this for fam and then days with no water
Dunking

Raw S--t

Talib Kweli

Champion Sound

2003

shit
(that raw shit)
I like it
(I like it)
I loves it
(I loves it)
Here we go

It's j.a.y l.I.b Dilla dog hold tha track
Hold tha backs like ya

blades
But stay inside the shade
They shrouded with tha haze
Only with tha sun rays you could see 'em
But they still carry mask upon they face
(Uh)
Where

and found
I tried staying on the street, but drowned in underground

The route is long and it got twisted. This is the mood of floating eagle
Bird in the cage

know
C'qui s'passe dans ma vie c'est trop chimique
Le ciel s'abat c'est trop
G you don't know
Pour changer mon mood j'ai pas d'limite
J'veux pas rester

don't need to roll a phone
We love to ride bikes, play games and take it easy
Do our homework and watch us a little t.v

I'm in tha house by at least six

Gold Shine

Three 6 Mafia

Louder Than Ever, Vol. 1

2000

ain't fuck what you mean playa

(Juicy J)
Playas from tha Hollywood 
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin' city 
Show them gold teeth
Ridin' in tha woods

Wild 'N Tha West

Defari

Wild 'n tha West [Clean]

2001

poetically sniping in alphabetical order
Alphabetical slaughter, bomb by the quarters
Shell senda (yeah nigga)
Blair witch from senda
I'm Alexander the Great

In Tha South
Speech
In the south is where it's at  crazy phat weather no leather needed on yo back  perfect for a ride outside  hop in the drop top

thinkin bout it
Mood
Mood

See I remember being lonely
In the late night
Had to pace my mind

Amy, Mary J and Toni
On the playback
While I taste my wine

You are now tuned into Read the room radio
Brought to you in part by the POC everywhere

Wheels look like the kush kingdom we ruled
All black nigga

or three rats
Three or four gats
When it come to beef bitch you don’t want that
My niggas in the hood selling weed coke crack
Trynna buy some J’s

Hey Girl!! You hear it first!!
XO ICY!!
WE THA MOVEMENT!!

CHORUS:

Hey girl, I can see it in your eyes,
I wanna hold you down
I wanna lay you down

and lies
But however against the weather
You gon always be mine
And I'ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite
No mo layin between tha sheets by yo self