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Sunday church
It's like New Orleans, and I'm with BB King
Ayo I grew up on Pac and Papa and Frank Sinatra, Marvin Gaye, Kurt Cobain
What if Aaliyah never

Ain’t ya birthday you still gotta whole lotta cake (a lot of cake yeah)
Shawty wanna ride in a range (in a range)
She tired of the lies and the games (and

on your girl’s breath. Hit em with a one time, two time, Wyclef, used to be a quiet boy living in the projects, now I’m breaking barriers by making some

be your fairy queen, fairy king
We could do anything
I could be your fairy king, fairy queen
We could do anything, anything

Take me outside a lot
We

reeking
Pictures painted vivid, I hope you see it
Love, by example, I wanna be it

Told my brother that we meant to be kings
And kings take care of they

Laiá-laiá, laiá (you can feel it, c'mon, yeah)
Lá-laiá
Laiá-laiá, laiá

La music, we in sync
A lot of people doing what we can, no think
Don't think too

coulda beat the whole Dipset by his self (he could've)
They wasn't ready they was more focused on drippin'
He called them out for not knowin' they words

crushed
I might get kicked out by the bunch
Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dust
Whole lot of bands, tell a nigga tighten up

Somebody swap

I'll make ya cootie cat scream
Didn't I turn ya on like a phone you lovin'
that Doggy Dogg meaty bone
When ya moan ya whole voice tone make me wanna
put

I see a whole lot of pump fakin I see a whole lot of him ight
I see a whole lot of Yeh come on I see a whole lot of Ight bet
I see a whole lot

Floyd, floyd, floyd
I got a whole lot of money, whole lot of cash, whole lot of swag
Ice in my bag, ice on my wrist, ice on my neck, that chopper

never made the news
Pray the bitch I just lost is going to find her blues
B.B. King with guitar strings
I put my last like Babe Ruth on his last swing
My

of fillin up Phillies or Swishas, gettin blowed
Lovin this life that we livin, as me and my niggaz get this doe
Long Live King Griz, he gone lead the way

Hold On

Wyclef Jean

Ultimate Aaliyah

2005

(feat. Wyclef Jean)
[Intro - Timbaland - talking]
Oh!
You know what?
([Wyclef:] good good good)
I go through a lot, since my baby girl's not

tho
When all the homies loved each other didn't fall over hoes
Rugby on wit the tavernitis 
Sagging ya jeans by ya knees just to show off ya BB

Big shoes
Still a whole lot of room to grow into those
Ten Toes
Homie that's the way I always stay down
Y'all trying to be the heroes
I'm the villain

Duck

King Tee

IV Life

1995

need to be poppin'
Bust a you-turn on 3 wheels by the cops and

Damn if feels good to be triflin', you know what I'm sayin' 'cause?
Who got the wallet,

Time for Work

Joe Budden

Rage & the Machine

2016

motherfucker
Grown than a motherfucker

Yeah, up top, what's popping with it?
Whatever we doing we doing it with a lot of bitches
Nigga, I mean a whole lot

gon' make it

This is my opp
I'll cop a yacht for my pops
Make sure my city on lock
Top of the top
I sacrificed a whole lot just know I'm holdin'

on the grind, whole lot of money on the line
Only thing I know is I'm tired and I think I need a break, might take a trip to the bay, get a whole P of that dank,

debuted and put
The city on wax a lot of Biggie comparisons
We all was aware of them
But that wasn't my MO
I just thought he was dope
Can't understand why

about hip hop
Just like the kids on the block
Getting popped
By these white racist cops
Right in the middle of the parking lot
Just like that they take

on the block
Getting popped
By these white racist cops
Right in the middle of the parking lot
Just like that they take a shot
And nobodies paying a fuckin

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I don't go by ZakelTheRealest no more
Shout out, to my nigga Nova
Shout out my cousin Flame
Ayy
Look, I never wake