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Funkoars

The Hip Hop Show

2005

a shitty job, 5 days and 50 bob
And after debt collectors I got just enough to get written off
My crew the dirtiest Funkoars you heard of us
Second album

most my favorite albums had covers by Pen & Pixel
My pops had that 5.0, no tinted windows
Swear i used to rock Geneva's with pride, til Pimp had dissed

Dean
If Tron say "fuck you"
You know I'm on Jimmy team count money
Why I see fame? Feel like Slimmy B
Hunnid ARs
Hunnid Glocks with 'bout fifty beams

A letterman in the rain
We at the club, 100s and
50s I'm makin it rain, sike nah
All of y'all know I'm kiddin'
Like the rubber broke
Gettin money and bitches

never change
You'd call me everyday
I don't do the same yeah I take the blame
Xoliswa sweety shit is getting tricky
I ain't even picky fifty fifty

I've

rate is not a option
Gotta pray to God I'm not falling
Gaining the money Certified profit
Seeing the future certified prophet
Trynna drag me deep into

enough of this bullshit to last a few years
Talk is cheap, and we're in for a clearance here 
Fifty percent off on some crocodile tears 
So tell me while

to show show show
The future is now so start making your moves
The ruger go bow when it aim at his tooth
I keep 50 rounds I got to much too lose
And I'm

prominent when you a hunnit deep
Lames not in my caliber tryna gun for me
Talk is cheap it don't cost to stay silent
Before I'm caught wave riding  I'd drow

By the way 
Cn is cyanide

fans
Y'all do this shit for popularity
Blood, when I sell a fucking album, nigga
You know what goes towards? Gas money
My son my son's future
I see

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Shoot for the sky like a church league
Y'all heard me
Absurd G, chickens clucking for bird seeds
But I gotta

tell the future, all I see is dollar signs
My diamonds shine like the 4th of July
Yeah, she see I'm fine
Watch her work, her pussy fire
Married this

Unless you trying to hustle with me please give me 50 feet
Blessed with another 24 hours today
So I gotta get it I gotta find me a way
My dream whip is

that hard

Catch me at the bando ina week
I gotta try them white toes cause they clean



Is there something up witchu
Or is it me?

I ain’t
Playin 50

at nineteen
But it ain't the end
Show them yo future dreams
Keep on rapping names
Don't forget bout Redd Tony
Or Aubrey Bridger name
You a young king
Just

Haring’s immersive frames, over-populated by dancing figures, and the dim, macabre hellscapes, groaning with sin, and conjured by the anachronistic Flemmish

Bustaclip

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

on the muthafuckin' track
Full Effeck is the muthafuckin' future
Cross them niggas, I shoot you nigga
Any nigga, who got a gun and a chain nigga
And that dough, that's

and I was most happy
When I lived down in Shadewell with his Nunny and his Pappy
Our passion was music and we made a couple albums
Probably wouldn't do

at School Atleast I’m fly
Looking in the mirror in this rue 21 Shit and all I can ask is why?
Looking back at that I was corny I Wont even lie
A couple years

She's in the gym at 6
Nobody that she knows
Really ever matching it
Hard work pays off
You think she gets that body
Just by being passionate
No she

me something I don't know
Pull up, I'm rocking pink like a flamingo
Visionary, my future laid out by my hands
Ain't it scary, knowing you'll never

hustling
They tellin' me to quit mumbling
Pure talent let's start rumbling
I'm no close to retire
Got the flow set on fire
Honesty is number 1 fuck liars

and I'm feeling wicked with it
Smoking on a pen how I roll joints mix and stash for the album
On the TV waiting for the election and the outcome, damn
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