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What It Ain't [Ghetto Enuff]

Goodie Mob

World Party [Clean]

1999

ghetto
When you don't show up at court
For not paying your child support
Are you too bossier for me?
You act like you too good to eat
At Church's,

glimpsed will outclass all the crap
On your laughable list
My research reversed the first words of the church
You measure your worth by the sales of your

Michael is a liar and ain't sucking it up bitch!
Alright, we need to bring the beat back for this
Game is getting carried by people wanting the fame
So they

Not the 1 but the 2

Lately I been thuggin by my lonely on my dolo by myself
Yea I been focused on that money and my mental and my health
I'm goin

(skylargalaxy)

I count it up yeah, I do it for my avatar
Sort my flowers once a day, you do it annual
Michael Kors, yeah I carry it like a traveler

the perfect plan"
Well they heard him beg for mercy and
Then beg her not to stop
So unless his plan was suicide I
Guess it was a flop!

It seemed Mart was

still
Way too many times mentioned for the kill, gotta stay outside for the weed sales
I don't like the price, it's not retail, Draco going bad, feel like

Mortal Man

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,

Verse 1
What a shit hand I’m dealt
It can’t catch no balls
It cramps when I fish by myself
And I can’t catch no cod.

One day I woke up and now I’m

[Chorus: Michael Fang]
Oh my God/
You know this/
I'm the shit/
Take notice/
And hit my line/
Come over/
And spend some time/
We can count this green

got that many idols 

But the Beatles Jay and Michael

They can’t wait for my arrival

All my music going viral

I got 24 shooters all feel like Sam

her throat
I'm in here hair like a comb
I'm in your garden like a gnome
I've heard them all say they're not involved
But that doesn't mean that they're

for childish mindless I really be by myself, northside on the island

You cant see the watch on my wrist, hell nah, whyCause this shit is timeless

How I was born
Not how we living
For cops I'm easy Pickens
So please tell M.E. again how many
How many
How many
Eric Garner-John Crawford III-Michael

Real Shit

Eric B. & Rakim

Classic

2003

(3rd verse) 
You know what this is 
Yeah kid, give up your riches 
Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures 
Unstoppable, rollin' witcha sickest

bi***** is poppin them bars

Put myself on when I rode by myself things out for a showdown/But I had to ghost ride the whip with the grip cause the window

I wanna be like Mike
But not the one name Michael Jordan
I wanna be the one who stand on corners to make a profit and mic record it
Breaking down his

You never thought that I'd be runner up
You a wonder twin nigga I'm a one of one
Michael jordan couldn't guard me one on one
Chillen with your

is not for kids
Still women sayin' it's childish the way we live
Brought a few Ws to the 6ix
Baby mama fluke, but I love her for who she is
Baby,

a Tesla throwing loud ducts off the exit
Had a clip for the tec for the young and restless
Five stars with the crescent
Used to cut hair on 119th by Mr.

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

still, bitch, you go and you let him bang you
End up with nothing, not even thank you
What a damn shame, pretty little thang, you
You need to slow down

attack
Like Saint Michael the archangel
Who cast the devil into hell
For the good of the common wealth
So love thy neighbor as thy self

I don't need none

Look here, lil Bumba clot
You don't live here
You don't run da block
You gotta badge and gun
Ya wanna have some fun
But, I aint da one
For ya traffic