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shoot they ass up like rifleman
'Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk motherfuckers be hittin' me up

And I hit 'em right back

One For The Money

Ice Cube

Everythangs Corrupt

2018

up
You better clean up before I re-up
I'm outta site bitch, Scott, beam me up
Some niggas hypnotized by the ass and the thighs
But pretty eyes

brother
I've been listening Extra Vow
I've doings since I was 16 years old now
Oh my God, oh
Holla Me baby Holla me
Holla Me, when you need me, just call

[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I'm at the bar
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)

[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I like it when she shakes it

Uh go Macy!

You tell me so much that I know it by heart
How to taught me everything and took me to the top
I'm higher than the mountains over

you
I said, fuck it man, I'ma take my chances
She look good in that shirt, and them respect pants-es yeah
Mami by the bar, every nigga wanna holla
Buyin

Sometimes you eat it up, some flicks to keep me up
A pint'll knock you down, I'm tryin'-tryin'

(Baby, I'm too slow)
(I could never go for a swim)
(Holla

English, I'm mikey, wayne vanish


I go by weezy f b thass who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new Id
I beat up the track like the new ali
And leaving eye

I Get Money

Brisco

Can't Break the Bank

2009

Lil' Flip]
I told niggas I show niggas, I'm the best
I'm the shit in New York, but I'm a God on the West (holla!)
I must confess, 'The Source' own me two

Accident Murderers

Nas

Life Is Good

2012

of knowledge inside of they minds, that I'm guessing
Tell me who you impressing
Shooters I knew them when they was babies
I used to test them
Make em throw up

of knowledge inside of they minds, that I'm guessin'
Tell me who you impressin'?
Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test them
Make 'em throw up

were we slung drugs
America eats it's babies, it's crazy
Will somebody saves me from
This systematic slavery
Got me in cuffs, I'm getting ruffed up daily

I Got a Bottle

Trina

Still da Baddest

2008

make it rain
So much money they think she's insane

You a 7 digit nigga if you holla at a brah
With a 7 digit figga you should come in by the bar
I'm

So Izzy by Tony Fuego


From New York to Miami
We in the club tonight
Tony Fuego
I'm Hollywood Baby

Straight out the Barrio Looking So izzy
Subeme

F**K Faces

Scarface

My Homies

1998

You must be used to all the finer things
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us

Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made

on my damn self
Maybe I should holla at the big man

Give me what I need to decide
(Uh ohhhh)
If it's gonna be you and I
You been showin' me different

to the mighty dollar
Greed and lust, abusin' power
Clock is tickin', hour after hour
Maybe when I throw my hands, I'll holla

And you got to me when you state

But baby you can leave
Took one in the sleeve
Without you by my side
It's safe to say I'll die
But baby you can leave

Please don't do this to me
I'm

on the zipper, a gram by gram
Really don't serve that, holla at the door
He know where the herb at
A nervous burn that you need
Come to Californa where they

Kisha

The Hot Boys

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

her a call
See if it's alright
For me to dip through
She said it's all gravy
First I got to get somebody to watch my baby
Baby it's all good
I'll

and give my
Black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas
You can call me the don
Like Malcolm by any means with
My gun in my palm slim switch

I keep it cool, baby
Kid Cudi, riding the cuddy
As by the girls yeah they on scream love me
Double oh represent it til I'm finished
Ask bout GOOD

P.I.M.P.

Jeff Lorber

Hidden Beach Recordings Presents: Unwrapped, Vol. 3

2002

my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want