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more than you could imagine
Cause every hundred good things that are said about me
cre overshadowed by the one who don't believe in my dreams
cll it

And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh

(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch

just think about you leavin'
And how my world would fall to pieces
If I tossed your love away
Even when I'm tempted by some stranger
Oh, there's

a candy store got so many options
I keep smiling im about to put my name in my medallion
No more introducing myself tell them read the diamonds
Refuse

My Ghetto Heroes

Master P

Ice Cream Man

1996

Meathead
And what about Kenny Sep
And all my niggas that dead and gone that got caught in the rep
And my other heroes still livin
But they locked up

my fist clenched
Throw about fifty on a tee, that's half a lick spent
Thought you big but you only making small bucks
Heard that y'all ain't rock with

Mike Vick my dogs I feed
Baller home they done freed the beast
Check the Kraft all about the cheese Everyday sunny shine with ease
New coupe Kid like

boulevard"
"How much would I make?" I said, "Mega
Just bring me back my scrill scratch paper"
Heart heart money money street street hustle
Sex, drugs, smuggle,

Day Ain't No

E-40

In a Major Way

1995

and on my boulevard"
"How much would I make?" I said, "Mega
Just bring me back my scrill scratch paper"
Heart heart money money street street hustle
Sex,

the sauna
And no, I am not one for all that drama
But fucking with me, you meeting my llama
Me and my niggas riding, we some demons
Can't fuck with no opp

like Mason

About to take them to church
All of my bitches be looney they crazy for goons
I'm whipping the car why they playing my toons
She eating

the paper come
Love might be blind, but you're one of a kind
(One of a kind)
Damn baby, you all up in my mind
(All up in my mind)
Love the way you move, you

like I'm baby face
Fuck is you talking about, I don't chase don't need a bae
Ima keep it all the way 100
Nobody fucking with me, Ima be counting hunnids

-I'm a motherfuckin Author like I'm robert greene
(Green)
-A Paper chaser as of lately all i see is green
But its meaningless unless i'm reaching for my

Want to be filthy rich
Need a shorty that's
About her paper
And building up
No filthy trick
All in my face like
What do you want
God damn
You filthy miss

this paper like United with 151
Y'all pussy's talk shit and y'all just run
Just because we say was-sup to each other that doesn't make you my mans
No

all my days, issa talent
Cutting life short for these youngins in the streets bigger tally
They simply tryna make it
By getting all these drugs
Lacking

about the journey and what really do concern me is the time that it took to get this dirty
My day ones, my family, my friends, my bloods must have dipped.

Give Me

A Tribe Called Quest

The Love Movement

1998

Doing our thing in Queens
We had dreams about being emcees
And there was no concern about so and so
And these record companies
But now we all are

drinking plain yellow lean, the codeine faded
Send one of my bitches out of town and keep me updated
I was trapping all summer just to up paper
Nigga, I'm

I cannot give'em no favors
I had get it up all on my own

Now I'm locked in on my paper
Right when get it then Im gettin' gone
Yah

I just been

when I call in a favor
All the tribulation from my Lord and my savior
I thank Her all for cuz the boss up is major
I know about depression, how far it

lingers

If you gang gang?
Throw yo fingers up!
All my independent women throw yo fingers up!
If you a racist ass pig I throw my fingers up
If you only yo

double all that I won't paper my chips 
I say money is a weapon so I paper my clips 
Young fly Filipino on a flavorful tip 

Scary money don't make no