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Stressin'

Plies

Gutta

2008

gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
Fuck round n I gotta

MD MD yi bad oh

Won ni en wa Lyta Lyta wa ni YBNL
Won ni en wa lamba lamba wa lowo NM
Won le'n wa'di Souti lo ni idi mehn
Ewo idi won travel lo shey

Let's Ride

Ja Rule

Venni Vetti Vecci [Clean]

1999

weight now  pop a gun wit them now
Where the f*** them clowns at kickin the dough for the p**** by the hour
where the them hoers at get your dough mama

to hug
It like my next to kin
Bust it like a gang of Mexicans
They won't rush him on a solo
Watch me flexin' on 'em and stolen guns
Bustin' you should fuck

Touched

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

1996

that I'm that nigga then you picked the wrong one
'Cause I live by the gun, die by the gun
Hot bullets burn some say that them bitches stun
So raise

Faded [Edited Version]

Lil Wayne

Faded

2012

Vampire f-ck-d up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, lave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a f***ing Adidas
The gun Selena, give a n

mo pe ti di ba baje ti oni di loda
Mo pade bi middle man meta kin to ri loader
Mo de mu expectorant fun odun merin ki n to mu coda
I no know i no know

rose up and broke their silence
And assembled on the shores
Of the closest island
With their folk beside them
And a rogue defiance
Went 2 by 2 and awoke

Allahu
Orin ye mi gidi in and out oh
Aye mi a dun a dun a dun bii oyin
Emi mi a gun a gun a gun nna na
Ori mi ma buru ma buru ma buru buru
Mama mi ma

Shobzy na na wo’bi I
CDQ yea yea
Yeah code name Dremo
Ain’t nobody badder than

Eni sa'se lo n pa'wo
Urhnn na'wo na'wo lo n di baller
Baby baller I

I ain't never had nobody
I fell in-love wit the streets (I fell in-love with my gun)
Every time I walk up out that door my mama praying for me
(My

way I no get shishi 
No get kobo no get a pin 
Mama stood by me la ti pinishi 
Woo oju iya ri alot ni to ri temi 
Jah bless me o I won bless mama 
Jah

Many people gave up on me like one more
Toba tie fe paami, sho'ye kin fa'bon yo?

Ah ibe lotin ye mi pe everybody n get e wrong
But bawo mo shey feso

I was raised on beans and rice
and if you shot up my crib I wouldn't be surprised
Mama used to trip 'cause I fed the mice
I'm the one they sent

dem be
Who dem be
Who dem be
I say dem say who I be
Mogbe mogbe won fe ki mama ke

Holy water
Quench the fire
Oluwa maje kin talaka
Gba agbara lowo

I go gun my man down
She's a milf milf

Mother, I'd like to funk
Mom, I'd Like to funk
Mama, I'd like to funk
Mature, I'd like to funk

I hope she go

I'm out for my daily 2k
Baba wa Gbemisoke
Igba ti n pada wale
Kin kore oko dele
I'm out for my daily 2k
Baba ma je n rago o
Igba ti n pada wale o oh uh

my life
Why bad belle no want make I shine
420 Vibes con dey make me high
So many things way they make me cry
Aya mi n ja o need you by my side

ota mo omo yen o
Oti fi fo loke o
Mofe ma fo loke o
Ki n di omo a fo loke o
I just want to okay
Omo temidire baba je kin fo ire 
Ni ire loro ata ire kin

Guns N' Roses

Clipse

Training Day

2001

Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This

at that
Before we pour liquor for the 'grateful dead'
And where I'm from it's even Guns 'N' Roses
And fuck with me you need a bunch of roses
And Lord knows

Sitting in the bed wit a Choppa and a F&N
Half a bow a runts by me I just lost my best friend
Mo Money mo problem
I treated you nigga like my fucking

romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe

mimi gun, kin rise baba! Kin rise....
Ko rimi, ma buru o, baba!
Ki aiye mi, kodi rorun, ke mimi gun, kin rise baba! Eeyah! eeyah! eeyah!

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