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Rock
I got people that got drums but they don't play a lot
Thank God that I'm destined for a billy hit my Diddy bop
Thank God that on this track I went

Most of our people are
Comfortable 
Dey kan't see past da trap

Life ain't no game nigga 
My Bruh got shot by sum gang banggahz 
I done been on da

Get Yo Ride On

Eazy-E

The Recipe

1998

pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry

like I got 5950's
I'm fresh on the roll, homie, don't fuck with me
I fuck bad bitches so it ain't no hickeys
If you shoot Game Mob and there's polo

back in a lot of bands it’s a Cycle
Smoke exotics trees
I'm just letting my mind go
Started hearing shit
Got me thinking I’m psycho
Ik shit ain’t

court behind a dirty game
Can't let them see me and I don't got names
Mama, I'm a gangster, please forgive me, I'm so gone
Life in danger, they gon'

I’m Ready

I’m ready
You ready
Y’all ain’t ready
Better get ready
Cuz I know you see what I see
I got a lot to achieve and I’m ready
I’m ready
I

in the mix
Hit the booth for an hour and it multiply by six
I get lost in the music, I'm a bomb without the tick
Had my share of missing while I

two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause

You get a cock to my youngin
'
Whole bag of O's, we call them Funyuns
I be moving through these trees, real-life Paul Bunyan
I really got it by the P,

Color-coded for the green, I got red up in my eyes
Yeah, I smoke a lot of green, I got red up in my eyes (I got red up in my eyes)
Niggas backstabbin', they be

is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's

to gain
I know some hoes, but I’m out the game
Rappin’ like a pro (but without) nigga, fuck the fame
I ain’t got shit to lose, I got a lot to gain
I know

Black and Yellow

Wiz Khalifa

Black and Yellow

2010

niggas checkin' game, I'm ballin' out on every level
Hear them haters talk but there's nothing you can tell 'em
Just made a million, got another million

Scoop
And Tyson was Sybateli rappin' in high school
Big dreamers, born leaders
I was chosen by the game when I was still a fetus
How many times I gotta

the code 
But if u was down in the beginning then by nature you'll know

Hook: I'm too hype 
I'm too hype I'm too hype I'm too hype yea 
Get me lit mix that

you, keep on playing this games and three others
Sending me text like you got used to me not there
Sending mix messages and it is still not clear
Still

What You Want

Diddy

Forever [Clean]

1999

'till the day we die

Your games amaze, but alot of ways, many choices
Can't sleep, when I do I hear voices
Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till you

that 
A gangsta party nigga we in the mix she wanna fuck we getting lit 
Ain't got time to even hit the chick 
So I let my nephew hit the bitch 
Tripping

arm
Aye aye aye
I do it big like i'm rob
Flexing the game do a lot
I had to get all guap aye aye
Remember down bad struggling
Now the drip on me i

before I was living
My father a soldier then a Craftsman
That's where I got my backbone and sharp tools for rapping
Three Sisters that taught me how to mix

Spitta back the truck up
There go the lean man
Thugga we done lucked up
I mix the two dro by my
Bitch and then we rough fuck
I leave a Crego to the lot

You don't ever hit my line just to pass through but I wanna ask you 
Every time I got the cash you wanna flex every time I got the cash you wanna

’m just tryna get paid now
Life is a game and I’m tryna run the playground
I’m flowing like water and I’m saucing with the mix
They looking at my style like