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Who I Is

Three 6 Mafia

DJ Black Presents Best Of Three 6 Mafia Dragged & Chopped

Trillville getting wild in this bizzitch

[Chorus]

We hit the club, deep as fuck, hate them boys, lets make 'em jump
And the crowd, they actin up, ready

The Player Way

Eightball & MJG

Tha Remix Album

2005

the drop 
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it 
'Less there's TV's in it 
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat

spinning his vibe
I don't got a job so I can't get fired
He was breaking in cars so the judge gave em five
You didn't count a dub boy these niggas be lying

see how clear it be? A
Angel right in front of me
Came to me inside a dream
Told me to grab on her wings
Camera lens up on my face
Tell your boy to stay

aht of town

Why, they call them 30 boys
If they drop a hundred rounds
Get em
Get em smoked, black and mild

I can't wait till niggas tell me that he

like the Glock hit em
Tried to keep the peace in my hood, but the block did em
Lil bitch was blind by the time that the watch hit her
How many snakes

on the planetarium
My dog died a kind sympathizing veterinarian
Should tell you that your life is fucking over when you bury 'em

Leaves from the vine
Falling in so

know some of these niggas not my friends and that back door won't get me
If they come, won't get in, I take my mask off
I'm like Soulja Boy, I shoot em

they hear me go
Make it look easy the way I'm spitting on these beats
Rhymes are ones that kill, leaving all your raps deceased
By the way, he's the boy

But my oh my never thought I'd see the day
Couldn't stop the boy less I really passed away
But I didn't pass away
I could only pass the time with a job

I’ll tell you a story, hired by a black man
He has drivin all the way to Japan
Helped me get a job, tie down a career
Now he visits me, and my family

Bad Girl

Fabolous

Waist Deep

2006

missin' Like the kids on the carton of milk 
Hey, I can snatch something bad outta the hood 
And bring 'em back to the pad out by the woods 
You know

meet
I had to go back home, I seen too many niggas die in a week
I give my dogs black wealth, let 'em live well
What a miracle we dreamed a million

B.R.

Tony Touch

Hip Hop, Vol. 72: Universal

2003

service 
My brother Curtis squeeze gats to celliums 
I make it where you can't escape the para bedlams 
I tell some live ya life like Puff did
I did

in the chain gain
She tried to tell em get the money fuck the gang banging
I told em the same thang
He say fuck a nine to five
Its a job trying

On to the next town
Here they come now
Let's make â??em run now
No time to fake now
Everything breaks down)

(He was a simple boy he just liked to have fun

a hot boy like Turk
Pop that pussy like a perk
You don't wanna test me I'm a shooter like dirk
On god
I be getting money that's my job
Out here and I'm

Levels

Rick Ross

Supreme Team

2014

Caught a case what you think, nigga fucking told on 'em
I ain't get my shit snatched yet
You ain't get your bitch back yet
One call, niggas aim that

for a while but now I'm grabbing my Mac
You can tell 'em that we out here
To the competition we some nightmares
Can nobody do it better
We ahead

And i hate to admit that I did cry
And i hate to admit that i'm by yo side
But it's loyalty over everything
Since first day call same dude my guy
Bet

G's

Scarface

The Diary

1994

G's)
Now, when you're rollin' through yo' motherfuckin' hood
Tell me what you see
(Some motherfuckin' G's)

Roamin' in my motherfuckin' hood

niggas ain't even bus'em'
How that's your brother? You can't even trust him, you know he a opp
How that's your bitch? If she all on my dick and you know

here we go again
Yeah I'm 'bout to flow again
My shit at the record store
Go ahead and blow it in, tell a friend
And don't be afraid about it
Brought

to this torch
Flame em up quick
If they try to extort 
Quick bucks
From my team
7 years bad luck 

3rd Ward where I'm from
I poured all my pain in a cup
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