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Gutta Butta

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

and die (clean)
Most lie in they own cell home
Trust the tree on the map
This one individual thought he was the Grim Reaper
Swore, couldn't nobody put

Square Three

Buck 65

Square

2003

Single white female, we can play connect the dots
But gimme a second to myself to just collect my thoughts
Uhh....
Now meet me at the great taste
Show me

Panic Struck

Snoop Dogg

There Is Only Now

2014

to shock
Body twisted and quickly got acquainted with the black top
Blacked out, then my universe became white
Whiteness, I'm surrounded by a bunch

Feelin' like a magazine, sendin' cash gets tricky
I'm bags not blicky, no smalls in the pack
When they froze the bank account, I thought I would fall back

me m&m
Take off seen me out the pack
Paid a rack for cactus jack
Paid a rack by any means
Just to flex on my enemies
Got the racks by any means
Never

another day
Jack of all trades, and a master of none
I'm a man of many talents and I've just begun
Port-au-Prince, Haiti that's where I'm from
I'm the best

Said it don't matter how I start the lecture
Cause by conclusion you confused just looking at the letters
H i z z y, followed by OG
Question

a stray on Sway when I locked jaws, 
Every track back when his platform, was not thought 
But got sparked by my ten-year-old rap, My Lord
We'd pop off for

the strife
Huh
I love you
Let's make love
When you open your eyes
I'll be right by your side
In the morning
In the morning
Yeah
You're making me feel some shit

Amped Up

Turk

Raw and Uncut

2003

[Verse 1]
Step in the club with my air force ones
In the back of my bub, I got air force dones
Full of that red, white, and blue I'm amped up
Fake

a penny for your thoughts
Drop Courvoisier for the dons
We ain’t never had to chase the thotties
I’m just tryna tote on something strong

Yeah I’m tryna put

nigga H to the dizzy
Pressure and strifes, them wanna take my whites
But these jaw jacks and hood cracks
Will make you break some bizacks
What you

a way that's 'cause we smart, ho
Left them trenches, I'm not far, though
G Herbo still goin' hard though
Whip white, call it Jack Harlow and I tote

Blacks back and I'm really king/
Bout to be to NY what pacqauio is to Philippines/
Looking out the window like Malcolm by any means/
Can't trust

I be pimpin' in my wife b lookin' for my white t
That I left next to my Nikes
Yeah, I stay on that hood shhh
Smoke trees, codeine with the good shhh

lil' pump on me, you Would've thought I'm Gucci gang
Lil bitch sucking dick, stop for air
I'm like use your nostrils, she gon' Smack her lips and roll

and thats word to Jake Gyllenhaal
And Jack and Jill
For real, for real
Tell them open up they mind
Put a lot of thoughts in it

If you gon' start somethin'

Didn't know patience was the case
I'd have to beat with flatlines made
Impulsively, wait.
Fast forward down my past
I thought I had it with the tracks
Was

far
I thought you was tough, why you armed?
That's okay, I got mine in cars
Big 9er we're sanctioned
I don't show no hate, only love is my language
All

I do this for my niggas who seen it all
The ones that stayed around when I pissed them off
The day 1 guys who ain't let me fall
They thought I was

thought it represented love Nigga
Sematary beds because they thought they was some thugs niggas
Grindface general
Boy I pulled a switch a rue
A jack boy

as the thoughts in my head 
A world of zombies on your screen who's just emotionally dead 
Been scared from life it's hard to try when there's no hope at the end

soul coupled with a bright mind
Thought I was bipolar, Doctor said I'm out of my mind
I guess I'm thinking out the box while I lick it
Asked Jack for

to be jack of all trades couldn't get near far
Here Lord You take the wheel I can't deal cards
Small group that's a journey that You sent me
I stood two