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Verse 1: 

I lay down bars by the milli-on

Maintain my par- uh! Far beyond

The average spitter- need this elixir

But mine's NaturAL- love my style

The Best of Queens (It's Us)

Mobb Deep

The Professional, Pt. 2 [Clean]

2000

never drink champagne in the club we got the Henney up
We copped a Chevy truck jew bangs be heavy plus
We got the halls poppin
We got the dance floor

Why Why Why

RZA

The Saga Continues

2017

A mi name Swnkah coming live
Kingston vibe, rock roots, youth promotion
Big up RZA, Mathematics, whole Wu-Tang Clan
A we come fi chant down out

burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I'm

-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our

Stomp

DJ Nite

Nitemare, Vol. 2

1997

peeps
I used to scratch
And throw down beats
I made a mix
With real deep bass
The noise I had to be slangin' tapes
DJ in this shit try to make that shit

down

She at the club, Got all niggas aroused
If she didn't measure up, She go get it by the pound
I'm looking like wild, She one of the baddest girls I

bust
I think that I'm nervous
Shoot up the, shoot up the, shoot up the
I shoot up the club but don't plan
On bringing nobody home
Get what I need

Magic City Monday

Future

Magic City Monday

the bricks
Money's the agenda, we mix it like a blender
Got ten off in the fender, with steps up in the center

Bitch we ain't playin' 'bout that money
We

to Saginaw to Detroit
And take over in every club
Bootleg Shoetstring and the muthafuckin Backstabba
Ehh we gonna do it like this
I'm sayin what's up

The Best of Queens (It's Us)

Mobb Deep

The Professional, Pt. 2

2000

champagne in the club we got the Henney up
We copped a Chevy truck jew bangs be heavy plus
We got the halls poppin
We got the dance floor movin back, when

Weekends [LP Version]

The Black Eyed Peas

Weekends [12"]

2000

come
Because weekends were, werrrre

Walk in the club at like 10 o' clock
And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops
It's Thursday night and the night

You can't look me in my eyes and tell me this aint the real me
Got money on my mind niggas droppin bags tryna kill me
Ima suit up for the drill

walk up you
Can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari roof go down, Lam doors go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' grow up?
Nigga knick knack pattywack
Give

The famous rap song that is
Called "In Da Club" calm down
Let me bust a rhyme and kick
Flips while I'm on my grind
I got tricks up my sleeve
I could make

foreign soil

I said I pull up to the
Scene so fresh so clean
That 7 4 pound with the window rolled down
Like 50 on my neck feel
Like the king no crown
I be

flames
C's B's down (x2)
B's up yea right. B's upside down.
I'm the darkest part of Satan.

If you Crip throw it up If you a slob you get jumped
by them

down, settle down down down down
I just drank a forty once by myself (self)
And I'm fucking smoking 'til I'm fucking dead (dead)
What you tell me bitch, I

Iced out shawty move that thang got me like woah
It's a drive by in the club by the way she drop it low
I ain't switchin' for the fame I ain't never

that ass on the floor for a note
Catch her up side down on the po
Yeah she go to school play by her own rules
leave your bullshit at the door
Shake that

weed in by the ton
She wants to rock so I just popped the siroc
Watch ill bet by 5 o’clock the
Panties drop on the dot
Baby don’t you stop go up
And down

won't pick up
I'm high by myself, just me and my Dutch

Yeah, me and my Dutch
We been through so much
She always show me love
She always down to puff
When

the radar and some stars at the bar now
Orderin' shots for the Dead, Gone and Locked down
Mix Master Mike, Uncle Connie Ray and Chi-Town
Salute, Man I wish

the club at like 10 o'clock
And the spot is hot, blowin' up rooftops
This is Thursday night and the night is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun