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Spit That G

Timbo King

The Sting

2002

worker, R.C.
Me mega-poverty, New York City, dollar signs prevail
Five place love, exclusive, nine millimeters
My voice box run through tracks like wild

Songwriters: Payton Taylor BMI
Publishers: Read Head Rebel Music BMI


Rhinestone
Payton Taylor BMI

V1 
Gold record signs will blind you 
And boys

"Motherfucker WE THE NORTH!"
Yea
29, I've been following signs for 5 years
A rap veteran I'm taking my time
Seeing the sights, enjoying the ride
Sit back, eyes

そんなのばかりじゃしょうもねぇ

曲げられねえんだfuck sign 
でも俺ら集まりゃhigh five 
避けてくネガout side
そんなことより今my time
乗り込めgrind 舵とるmine
誰でも無い自分とのfight
楽では無えが毎回
この旗上げて奪うlife
当然だろgo straight

I'm a Brownsvillian

M.O.P.

Foundation

2009

Smoked with 4-5's but the sign said no smokin

[Billy Danze]
Okay I see 'em (lining up, lining up) assemble your crew
If he sharp (sign him up, sign

can't sign me for five-hundred and a chain (on blood)
I'm so siddity with big titties that bounce (yeah)
I'm a ratchet bitch, put my nigga balls in my

and, 
One more touch and we'll go 

Lust in your eyes 
Yes baby, 
Always tangled up in your lies 
It's getting harder 
And i'v seen all the signs 
I

five 
I can't listen to that bull jive 
Bitch I shook the hive mind 
I ran all the stop signs 
Top five I can't listen to that bull jive 
Bitch I shook

happen, I can't wait for signs
Nine to five cause I need it, nigga fuck a handout
I could get meticulous, I don't need it planned out
Tonight we doing road,

Don't hate

Royce da 5'9"

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

me explain your worth
You look like him but sound like her
You want an Eminem flow with a 5'9" voice
Weird signs, y'all niggas is hoes - oh!
You

my demons
Tell them where I'm being
Tell them all my secrets
I've been on my grind
Working that nine to five
Working that overtime
Dollar signs flooded

the things that I do for ya
All this shit that I'm doing be for both of us
And the kids to
And they ain't even mine
Follow this 5 year plan
Baby ima' sign
Ima'

on a different time
Put 5 holes in your face, Olympic sign
Servin' straight white, Gwen Stefan'
Talkin'-talkin' 'bout, bad breaks, straight grind
I'm in

Almost Home

Craig Morgan

I Love It

2003

He had plastic bags wrapped 'round his shoes
He was covered with the evening news
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands
The bank sign was

got time
I'm not an average guy
But you pretty lit though
Baby, baby what's your sign? Yeah, oh

Baby what's your sign?
You 5'2" and I'm tryna

to catch up

Swerving in the night,
Tryna out run the light,
In the darkness where I hide,
Someone give me a sign.

S.O.S
5 0 5 (Fine, I’m fine)
I don’t

swallow
Fir bolta yeh gaane me i do this alone

How? 5 saal tha tu label pe sign
Maal wali aunty gaana tha unka hi mind
Jab hone lagi earning, aur unhone

freeze up (on Gang nigga)
Every nigga wit me throw the same sign
Bitch we One5ive 
Gangstas wit me throwin tray signs
But they 3 times
Spazz wit me he

Taste and Try, Before You Buy

Savoy Brown

Getting to the Point

1968

to taste and try
Before you buy

The army man says
Sign on for five
The army show you
A real man's life
You know I don't dig
That army jive
You got to taste

eine Hochzeit, Mann
Fick mal auf Hochzeit
Dead or alive, weltweit ich bin Top Five

Kenne kein Stopp-Sign, kenn' nur Gas
Sie gibt mir Neck, ja, ich geb'

five G's
Read the sign and say stop please
Can't knock me my trunk knocking
My making woman looking knock me
Call me but I'm unreachable
Too trill to be

Cen Cali on the map
From the nickel nickel nine
And the fives be the dolla signs
Getting gaup gaup guap
Like damn
Got damn
Like damn
Got damn
Money make

Pink skies, all night  
Drinking till 5
Imprisoned by your signs  
Am I reading between lines

Maybe we will never learn
So if it hurts, let it hurt

feel
Because it's too much fake
And not enough real
Turnt up with no co-sign
5'9' but I'm bout mine
Ain't change up
Still with the guys
RIP my dawgs