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Goodie Bag

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

suit, no tie
Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel 254

Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill
With the ten

mean mugging

WHAT IT DO?

Shit there
Had me mean mugging
Bitch I'm handsome asf
I get mad and ugly

Bitch I'm handsome asf
I get mad and ugly

But I got

No

De La Soul

The Grind Date

2004

they shouldn't let you get past the gate
Watch out dog, the watchdog's showing his teeth
(Guess you bit too much shit) they biting your beat
While I

bout hundred grand
Cause mi living at a higher standard

Yeah me living at a higher standard
If me wah get higher, me ago buy a grad bag
One puff have me

Am alien before thee sirens 

flourish amongst reeds the yeast from the ugly corner peace by peace / steal from the ones without possession and our

we say we gon' do
Yeah, I'm disgusted by my own thoughts
How'd I even get those
Disgusted by y'all thinking y'all could hop up on my level
I should

of torture 
Aimed to reframe the state of my mind

I plan to take it or die
I am a man thats defined
By all daunting mountains
That I have and will manage

taking off, on the mark I'm a go
Yeah I made up my mind
I'm too close to give in, I'm too close to my time
I'm covered by grace
So I'm changing the pace,

bad habits burn
Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the shit we earn
You not a fan now
But I remember when you used to be fanned out
I guess that

y'all sobriety
Let me guess you'd rather see me at a dead end job
Surrounded by people I don't like with some red head broad
Who has nothing to else

RESPECT!!
You see the X!!!
On the back backpackin might be yo Ex!!
Don’t get to hatin my nigga don’t even sweat!! 
An you know what she bout to be riding

on the snap they don't wanna wrap
South don't get mad cause you know i'm just stating facts
That bitch is a no no (No no)
Bout to blow, bout to show (Let's go!)

Wavin' on edges of roadsides

Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be alright
Still doin' my thing as the cars fly by
All night, that's right
I'll get where I'm

In this world, you get chances, and you get choices, from the moment that you wake up.
So, I hope when you get the chance, you choose-
To be a lover,

I keep my heater
And always keep some rubberbands you never know if you need them
Mark ass nigga beefing bout a bitch I had a 3 sum with
She said she

chillin' with my niggas. Talkin'
'Bout how ugly life is when you stuck in the middle. I've got
Weed for sale. Tell 'em keep it on the low. I've got
Weed for

Slippin

Waka Flocka Flame

Slippin'

2014

know who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you know they bout it

Don't let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me catch you slippin'!

my city on
But niggas hating on the low
Before you talk down on a nigga
Get some fucking dough
I been the bakers man cooking for the streets
Shit

never meant to start a war but I can only get So close
Abiding by the things you said I once had it Really wasn't that bad but its time i let you go

Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets

Told me get in them guts
The next day feeling like she got hit by a bus
I know you sore
But hows about a little quickie for lunch
I got time
Yeah yeah

So don't tell me whatchu wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich ho
Bitch-ass nigga, I'm tryna hit me a lick
She better pay me right now
She wanna get

And ian like niggas all they do is cap
I'm tryn show you wassup
Shoulder rubs what you get
While that pussy is getting attacked
I got you cumming bussin

forget to tell me you love me yeah
Hope you by my side whenever this shit get ugly yeah
Aye, speeding fast on the E-way hoping that a nigga don't crash