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pneumonia (Ice)
Walkin' with fifty racks on me (Fifty)
I wish you would run up on me
Play with money like you're play-dough (Play-dough)
Put some on your

trust her all along
Now I'm fucking on some twins just hoping that they get along
Trapping was a sport I play the field like I'm at home
Hoping that my

Rule number one to be a boss ass nigga
Never let a clown nigga try to play you
If he play you then it's rule number two
Gotta body bag his niggas

dirty
I got on my hustle
Everyday I'm working
Saved me some money then made a big purchase
Opened up shop
Turnt myself to a merchant
Ain't wait on no

Yah, yah yah
Its Cruisey tha Junie
Let me tell you something
Yo that dirty money, clean money
Both one in the same
I could give you my love
But it

find is some clean money
But I’m riding dirty with the beam on me
And I think these niggas trynna play me
Fake pages on the gram trynna add me
That’s

Day by day
Play by play
Moons must fall to feel the rays
Sometimes only time heals pain
So the lines will change
Yet refrains remain the same
You

my hair in a bun, that is what I learned
When sucking that dirty black dong
Stop and grab the shlong, and play ping-pong
That shit stretch a long way

niggas
It ain't bout the digits
I ain't fucking with it
Bout my money nigga
Bumping that Ridin Dirty hitting replay
Set my foundation with some neat clay

Point Seen Money Gone

Snoop Dogg

Coolaid

2016

Let's roll out to Miami and get the money
Baby how that sound?
When I'm feelin' high I'm probably on some light skin
When I'm feelin' low I'm

Mack yo' bitch into a coma
Two hoes like Noah of every type
Bitches I kick to curbs, you would make your wife
Twice hit by the gun spit, kid still

ass niggas
Go on, man! Go on play ya little song, nigga
Fuck It! G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
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Got some young, hungry niggas on the payroll
Wit my bad bitch, chillin - Turks and Caicos
Dirty money, had to flip it into crypto
Whole block

Them That's Not

DJ Jazzy Jeff

Hip Hop Forever, Vol. 3

2006

they play my shit first
On the Billboard and last on the countdown, like contact on that show
So what's up black, yo, how that sound?
If you down then

don't even know how to play that
American Rejects
Bitch you better play that
Hell I need a rain check
What the fucks a Maybach
Not too good with cars
I

Ay
Rolling insane
Brra
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay
Spin a man while he's at it
Tactically systematic
On the road like Tesla, dat shit automatic
All in when I play

fuckin' play with me I just might hurt you
Rockin' by myself I'm kickin' shit in my solo
I got niggas shook made em freeze just like a photo
They cap a lot

they won't let you Do and build some shit
Fuck the rules
Play by them shits you'll forever lose
Know your tribe many done die
For trying to better fools

I'm 1 of 1

Still stuntin' outta spite, still dirty up my Sprite
Still livin' by the code, still flexin' on you hoes
Solid as they come, yeah, 10 toes

play by the rules
When it’s war who gone pick and choose
Who gone wake em up and who gone let um snooze
These niggas cant walk in my shoes
I put my fam

Windpipe

Wu-Tang Clan

Belly

1998

unstainable 
I chew rocks 
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets 
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded 
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty

the other one would be assistin' (skrrt-skrrt)
Now this a low-down dirty business, don't let them play you out position (nah)
Your ego have you thinkin'

You Know I'm ridin dirty
Trynna keep it low key
She all up in my ear
Trynna get to know me
Put this bitch in gear
I ain't drivin slowly
You tellin me

Know some people who did the crime but ain't never did time (Suave)
The ones who do you dirty be the ones who be the closest
The people get yo hopes up