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BY MONEY McN: 
MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) “Tears Drop, when you walk, through your block; (2) You have a decision, you can run and drop, where your man got

muthafuckin' house, in the cut, goin' for the green
Protected by the tec, nuts,
guts, and heart in the city where it's all death
In the hood where niggas can't

Bitch I'm good everywhere I don't check in
(Good)
I got niggas on deck by the west end  (Go)
Yeah they younger but all of ‘em aiming
(Gang)
Fuck that

dope and I'm stacking
Yeah, I counted that money, do this with a passion

I gotta go get it, I see it, I want it and I gotta have it
Remember when I was

Leanin

Slim Thug

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

pussy squirt
Tricks love to see (how it works?)

I love the money she love the fame
I gotta leveled head she gotta piece of the brain

I gotta 3

Jaw Jackin

V.I.C.

Beast

2008

the choppa ???
Haters wanna mug, because they hate me
It's what she think of, until she met me
I met her at the club around 2:15 and by the quarter past 3 she

Citronella

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

of the pie throw your summers in the sky, no love lost baby the future is so bright...(kill the television x3) 

Nothing says charm like an armored car

shoot
But I be hoppin' out of Benzes with slippers on
Two bitches, gettin' my Jack Tripper on
Yo Jose, gunplay ari clay
Capone bought a house like an hour

Run Yo S*** [Feat. CNN]

Foxy Brown

Broken Silence [Clean]

2001

Marksman, Bumpy Johnson
Capone Of Arc, a lone shark
Tinted Z3's, you either in it for the love
A thug for the cheese
My crew maxin', June Jacksons,
Free

and cold
Maybe I won't even say it, shit
You already know
So why jeopardize the friendship by saying what I wrote
I'm sorry that I'm so in love
I'm sorry


And you've still got it in your drawer, even now
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, getting lost upstate
Autumn leaves

it’s love
You never called it what it was
til we were dead and gone and buried
Check the pulse and come back
Swearing it’s the same, after 3 months in

on my +Lox+
+Money, Power, Respect+, still on my licks
I get the whole crowd wet
Betcha bottom dollar, we top dollar, Rotweiller
Hip-hop scholars, disc

Sobb Story

Leaders of the New School

A Future Without a Past...

1991

why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah

We Drop It

Big Tymers

Undisputed

2002

'82 slant back el do's
I'm a dawg about my money, G about this game
I love pretty women and I do the damn thang
I shine like penitentiary floors
But

Ain't got a whip, I'm just driven by my ambition
Time is money ain't got time for the politicking
All I do is grind never had a pot to piss in
Money

left 'em on ice
Earning my stripes, getting ultra-boosted
I made a name for myself and started up a movement
Do it 'cause I love to do it

Getting money

money slow as shit
Pub loading up, i ain’t even notice it

Plug hit me up, that’s that was waiting for 
Oh you got tracks? nigga what you waiting for
I

Woah
Woah
Yeah
Yuh
Oh My God
Yeah
(Nah Jack)
Woah
These niggas they fight about hoes
Bitch I'm counting my money bitch shoutout to Jack
I'm eating

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

on the screen
Who's the Man , New Jack City, House Party 3
The last one was wack tho, still supported it
Such a fan of the culture I loved all of it
Now it's

screen
Quickdraw, marksman shoot it, 45 Rugers
Big Bazookas
Surrounded by some killers, looters
Scammers and some shooters
I see tie-dye, Murakami in my

thought I wouldn't be back but you can't keep me down
Don't forget about the U and the Cash Money Clowns

[1st Verse-Yella]
I'm from the 3 and I don't give

cool is on
She love my A c
My juice is on
And I wish one of y'all try to rob me
I shoot, and have you laying between the
Sheets with the eyes leased