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Oummmmm
I didn't know who I was from the start
But with you my love doesn't fuckin' hurt
But I liked you first, but its a curse
You and me together

cliques
And you clans, and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with the clique
And we gon' bring it to your ass

Man, for a petty crime, I swear I'll die before

done been loyal to people who switched up on me
Thats why i keep me grip up on me 
Im in love with the money she kiss up on me
You judging off instagram

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
You fuckin' niggas who told (uh, yeah)
You messy wit' my bro (bitch)
Yo' friends steal out the store (bitch, yeah, yeah)
They messy

rent by spitting, I'm never mo'fuckin quitting
So fuckin hot, gotta lift my mixtape with oven mittens
Got rhymes, they're fuckin written in Bibles cause

stomp on your face
Kick in your chest
God up in the flesh
You best go repent
Who's fuckin next
For their fuckin death
I'm just tryna pay rent by spitting

Fuckin' They Nose

The Click

Charlie Hustle: The Blueprint of a Self-Made Millionaire

1999

Sic-Wid-It hoggish
Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain't allowed in
Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists
And I'll be fuckin' they nose, like this

hunter
I let the fuckin' dogs out and
They're breeding in big numbers
It sorta' irks citizen exes
And vexes check collectors
Hexed by the flex of a messy

is
For real I'll be quick and swift to tell you, you ain't fuckin' with this flow
All from the heart and this shit just a part, just a part

you Cuz

Hmm, the life I'm livin
And how I do my thug thizzle
Separates me from all of them fuck niggas
See I don't deal with niggas who ain't real
He

Killas

The Game

I Run L.A.

2009

scarred of shit
Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin With
You fuckin with some killas
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
You

Ya
 
We be sippin', we be dreamin', we be ridin' off
I be knowin', am a youngin', but am old enough (uh huh)
We be workin', we be messy, we be fuckin

and spark him
If a man step to my bro I'm laughin'
Back out my ting and then I just clart him

I don't tolerate fuckin snitches bitches
I roll with

?
That boy ain't 13 huh ?

Verse 2:
Cold like blood
Anghami is all mud
I been seekin for the tymer who did never link my (WHAT?)
I be huntin'

Killas

Ice Cube

Crunk Rock

2010

motherfucka
They ain't scarred of shit
Now let me tell you motherfuckas who you fuckin' with
You fuckin' with some killas
You fuckin' with the motherfuckin'

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

..."fucking anga-yangna-baba"..."wha?"..."BABA-BABA-BABA!"..."WHAAAA???" Fuck! Uhhhhh! By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin totally fucked. Because I

to kill you when I rape you with the Tanto knife
your fuckin' fate'll be worse than revenge on Bobbit's wife
picture this off the concrete sanitation

by the butterflies
Baby don't act shy
I can see on her face that she really don't mind
With them light brown eyes
I can feel 'em lookin' through me

a man that shit got kinda messy
Ball like I'm from Akron triple double on these essays
I make her scream so loud she'll never forget who's the jefe
Boss

But I just shouldn't give it up
It's time that I protect me
I was full of love and now I'm runnin' empty
Don't be fuckin' with my friends don't even

Bitch I got to get it
And you know I fuckin spit it
I piss and I shitted
I shifted positions
The gang they ain't switching
Like who you kidding

Dead Body Disposal

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

ya name they'll trace ya
I know it's obvious but you'd be amazed at how easy it is
to be sloppy with this even the Mafia slips

[Chorus]
Dead Body

something
Is wrong with you and I left that part open
To symbolize how you completely
Forgot who you are the moment
That car hit you amnesia is a motherfucker