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got to reach out
Reach out to taste my loving
Want you so Sunday girl
Oh I really want you

Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix

Bad Boys

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Count up Benjamin's to help better your wealth
Kindness sells
Buy it by the pound and keep your niggas out of jail
Be yourself
There's no need to want

throughout history and the
People who practice the 50th Law
In their lives all share certain
Qualities supreme boldness
Unconventionality, fluidity
And a sense

jealousy and envy, heavy and plenty

Within the man who claim they friendly
But really, not really, blind shots
But see it clearly, that's without the henny

Heh I don't know guys

(Late October: Chorus)
Big body, Big Benz,
Wrist dripping wet nigga let it soak in,
Friends in my pocket by the name of Benjamin

phone
And the good die young and the great live forever
Go see your memory bank teller 'cause you done forgot who put this shit together
Wait bitch
I hop

Friend or Foe

E-40

Best of Suavehouse, Vol. 2: Greatest Hits

2001

I down with when fifty niggas be talkin' bout kickin' my ass? 
Who is my friends who is my foes? 
Who do I ask, when I want to know 
Somethin'

Time to Shine

Mona Lisa

Don't Be a Menace to South Central While You're Drinking Your Juice in the Hood

1996

know what it means to be broke, breaking niggaz off 
For some ends and weed smoke, some like to mix it with coke 
Trees I like 'em fine, straight up

Friend or Foe

E-40

Down South Slangin

2008

I down with when fifty niggas be talkin' bout kickin' my ass? 
Who is my friends who is my foes? 
Who do I ask, when I want to know 
Somethin'

checkmate I do suppose you play selective
Fulfill promises and stop breaking vows
Avoid beef like a Shephard who ain’t training cows
You break the rule

One man, honcho truck load, ammo
All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo
Gloves on, no Evie
Trigger finger forever ready
One man, one machete
Out

Yeah yeah, what
Who want it yeah yeah kid

One, two uh

Brooklyn, brooklyn, big borough with t
But everything in ain't always what it seems
You might get

like a sinus, a Christian, a saint
Blessed by The Most High
Who give and Who take
And I know this, I bow down and
Give Him some thanks
I'm a sinner, He

Frank Lucas that man, like they was Russell Crowe
Benjamin Button is future, they ain't want him to grow
Yeah, I guess he gon' be a snitch forever
Long

gotta try to get out of debt
Imma do this shit in blazing heat
While breaking not a sweat
Bitch I'm on a chase
It aint no saying that it's far fetched

by my collar
Like a veteran can't hold me down

Never
But when the end day, they try
It's comedy
Ha ha ha ha ha

David Letterman live in the alley in

compliment
Money never breaking down, I stack it tall like monuments
And I can never live without it, need it like my oxygen
I'm steady filling bank accounts

we did)
It made no difference who or whatever
Like Run DMC They'd be together forever...
Those Skywalker Jams were right on time,
Yeah the Ghetto style

the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe 
that extends

the one who’s breaking
All these changes and I know I know this isn’t faking
Every time everything changes I still want to be famous
All these changes I’ve

I, want your improvement to be organic
So, tell me about yourself

Yeah I been counting the Benjamin's
Temperament of a tornado just live with it 
I

Nigga I'm about that struggle 
Whenever they want to grow up and get it they know I'm about that hustle 
Been chasing my dreams forever and ever

Friend or Foe

Eightball & MJG

On Top of the World

1995

I down with when fifty niggas be talkin' bout kickin' my ass? 
Who is my friends who is my foes? 
Who do I ask, when I want to know 
Somethin'