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Chi-City

Common

Be

2005

they hit, we wanna hit the same switch
You didn't know where to aim it, you still remain bitch
I'm forever puttin' words together
Some'll sever

Deep in the Jungle

Blackalicious

Melodica

1995

(Gift of Gab)
And I come like this

(scratched)
I've got a few things I wanna say

(Gift of Gab)
I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay
'cause

the moneyWanna keep staying up at nightSleepin' in like every day's a Sunday Doin' what I wanna til the morning lightI wanna dance like I know just what I

with you, Girl
Oooooh, I'm right where I wanna be
Right where I wanna be
Laying here with you, Girl.
You are my destiny
I know we were meant to be
All

to reach
I look down as the cars do speed
Life passes by, I want to delete
Everything that has been haunting me
Like a ghost that name ain't Casper
Final

Tattle Teller

Tony Yayo

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

nigga started this shit

[Chorus]

Be careful what you ask for, Joe got bagged
He got knocked by the feds for some things in his past
Now he rattin'

a squad full of niggas that can shake things
Ya' girl said she wanna fuck, so I showed the dingaling 

I'm just like wait
Know that I stay in my lane, but

They queuin' up my music, man they bumpin' that tall dust-ay

Halloween, it's halloween
I pull up to the party and you know I'm lookin' clean
Halloween,

It's pure Dopium, give 'em a heart attack
I stay stacking plaques like ancient artifacts
Joe Namath in the game, I'm the quarterback

Eight balls

hoes wanna know who we are
We are them A$AP boys (Ayo ayo, ayo ayo)
Smoking killer grippin' grain
Out my mind I'm so insane
Finest fabrics on my back

and titties (woo)
And Mike Amiri shit be on me, niggas in my city know that
Every single shot goin', ask Chris Brickley
By the way, before I pulled up

of others at large
God knows-

And Joe and Rose

We're bringing back style to the White House

I'm painting it beige for a start

We're making it

just on a side note
Word to the Terror Squad, Joe, this is all puns aside though
I know me and Mariah didn't end on a high note
But that other dude's

wanna get seen in the ghost
She made a nigga toes curl, ooh, that's a stroke
You know it's gang, you know it's gang
Same nigga, stayed the same, I

They Don't Wanna Play

Seed

Music Is My Savior [Clean]

2007

move your key by the crawler
I'm the one sippin' weight couch the balla
You'll niggas is hustlin' backwards
Come see me withcha all

They don't wanna

even know a thing
Starting when it's summer I'm a trapper by the spring
Who I'm finna bee I wanna know I need a sting (bee)
She telling all her friends,

Say man if you don't know what you talking about
Shut the fuck up
That's real fucking talk you what I'm saying

If you can't stand the heat
What you

TTG (Trained to Go)

Waka Flocka Flame

Flockaveli

2010

to go shawty I'm all about that fuckin' bread
Robbed so many niggas I got a ticket on my head

New boy on tha block, so you know my pistol be jerkin'
You

testing my gangsta
Get his fuckin feelings hurt
Eyes 45 on the fish desert green
Sippin hen smokin and coughin on the scene
You say you wanna fight I know

Hey, hey, don't go against the-
Hey, hey, hey (they say life is a blessin')

If I die, I'll still go out the realest (the realest)
He wanna talk,

ain't believe it

cin't wanna be no preacher mama told me I can be it

I think Josey Joe the golden child and mama I can see it

Even if nobody else can

common is these fucking Matsumotos
Yeah live from the Soho and hov told me I'd blow Joe
See I rap like a lifetime blown nose
All I know is I'm merely

And I'm gone with the striff
And if I do it little baby
You know I get it right
Cause my name B B and Bambi fucking B
And what you wanna do little fall

who you are
All you did was give me reasons to show you all of my scars
I just wanna be the best that I can be for you
And I know that perfect isn't