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Albums:

Cut the Check (Les Blesd) · Check This Out, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Check It Out (Komeda) · Reality Check (Seagram) · Ch-Check It Out (Beastie Boys) · Check (Ander Dub) · Check It Out (Tavares) · Bass Check, Vol. 9 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Check It Out (will.i.am) · Reality Check (Juvenile) – and 90 other albums »


grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line wit me partner I'ma check yo ass
Yeah, I'm fresh to death, so baby, check my swag

Check my swag,
The simple mathematics.
You cut the check and I rake in the green like I'm raking the gra** in
Pretty b****es damn near feint when they pa**ing
Call my whip
The simple mathematics.
You cut the check and I rake in the green like I'm raking the grass in
Pretty bitches damn near feint when they passing
Call my whip
on the scene
If agreed than future teens vote for me
This election,make my selection, by the most lyrically
Holding grudes was never me, my budget won't allow
the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
[JE]
JE why'all 
why'all know, yeah, yeah check this out
(Cut something, cut something)
We gonna let you in on a little Southern lingo
(Cut
the records and he's my protege
So check him out without a doubt and you will agree
He goes by the name of Cutmaster Cool V
Cut the funky records, for me
of the cut with some shit that I wrote
With my nigga D-are-E, so you know I must be dope
But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass
Startin' static with Dre, make way
[Produced by DJ Muggs]
Yeah, word is bond
Das EFX in this yaknowhatI'msayin
Straight from the sewer, word is bond
We doing this with my nigga
J-E y'all 
y'all know, yeah, yeah check this out
(Cut something, cut something)
We gonna let you in on a little Southern lingo
(Cut something,
shit by the D-O-double G-Y-D-O-double G 
Real G's who drop K's, protect these N-you-T, so nigga please 
Peep out my manuscript 
You'll see that it's
shit by the D-O-double G-Y-D-O-double G 
Real G's who drop K's, protect these N-you-T, so nigga please 
Peep out my manuscript 
You'll see that it's
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
check him out, check him out, check him out
With the beat I'm gonna rock the house
When you hear my golden voice, you know it's me
The poetical,
by the cut of your smile
That the answer would be simple
It still took you a while to get it out of me
I thought you'd do it easily

Just put your
the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags
Get outta line with me partner I'm a check yo ass
I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag
can't front son
Knives, razor blades, axes, and guns
Look in my chest, I got this ill ass cut
I get the needle and thread and sew it up
Raise
Grabbed the beat
Looped it up
Saw my check
Scooped it up
Rock ignition
Got to listen
Change position
Start transmission
Point the camera
Click
With my pearl-handled deck
The county won't give me no more methadone
They cut off your welfare check

[Chorus]

Well, I pawned my Smith-Corona
With my pearl-handled deck
The county won't give me no more methadone
They cut off your welfare check

[Chorus]

Well, I pawned my Smith-Corona
couldn't cut the tension
"Yea, that's my friend"
The name was dropped in all directions

These are my friends
I just met them
As fleeting as flashbulbs
At least you live by the rule
(A sudden rush covers up my doubts)
You never know how the drugs work out

Come down watch the whole thing explode
Come
She'll never know
How she stole my true love
For my love 
Never told oh my love
Locked all the proof 
Oh my love in his heart
Girl check
to him
In return for my personal check
I flipped my channel back to CNN
And I lit another cigarette
 
I take my chances
Yes, forgiveness doesn't come
Tuning in by remote
I found a preacher who spoke of the light
But there was brimstone in his throat

He'd show me the way according to him
In return for my