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Hypnotize

Redman

Lunitik Muzik

1997

clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi 

Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers 
And wonder the cause, 'cause big

Getting Married

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

throat quick
Vehicular explosion, cigar smokin', dark minded, chart climbing
Well spoken say farewell to broke men or rich ones
Throw them phone numbers

Uh  uh  uh  yo 
Harlem World gon' make me rich 
Harlem World gon' take your bitch 
Harlem World is the place to be 
This M A Dollar Sign E 

Yo

You know Young Rich Niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
(If Young Metro don't trust

her a picture and said I'd holla back witcha

Hey, they say I'm like Mr. Bigsta
All these bullshit moves that missed us
Divide and twist us, revive,

Watch my growth persevere
It's easy to be rich
When you came from it
I'm impressed when you came from shit

A mile inch by inch
Fought your way out

deaf
Couldn't hear out my left ear
That nigga wanted smoke
He getting hit by a big chop
I'm a scam this nigga mama
With a fake glock
She was blowing up

here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound

Filthy Money

Juvenile

Just Another Gangsta

2019

Rich Gang, no barkin' (no barkin')
All that fake playin', you talkin' (talkin')
We all about this money gang, you fuck around, we chalkin' (chalkin')

Reminding Me (Of Sef)

Chantay Savage

One Day It'll All Make Sense

1997

Yeah yeah what yeah 
Reminding me of Sef what? 
Fat fat thick booty what? 
You say jack that big booty yo 
He say oh oh
I heard the boy he said

day like Melly
Chain so big go down on my belly
Grind everyday, you know I can't do welly
Got rich off of iPhones
She suck me like a cyclone
Fake ID, no

ruin it
Just keep doing it
In school was on some truant shit
Wearing fake bear
Its so clear
That
Yall new to this
Suck his bbc
On some
Motherfuckin

chips
I keep me a steak, a pistol, a grip four 5th
Cuz I'd rather be judged by 12 then to be carried by 6
Don't wanna be carried by 6
Rather be judged by

Make It Out

Desiigner

New English

2016

a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of them

Ayy, uh

Bitch, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (what?)
Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand by Me" (cute)
This dick ain't free,

it big then 

I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga

So many ways to get paid 
Better, keep, fake, i.d. 
Sure y'all don't try

Oin really gotta say much
Oin hold no grudge
I'm not quick to judge
Matter of fact I barely even trust
Homie keep yo fake love
Bitches keep yo fake

,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There

money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real

had a plot as a kid to get rich
Hah, listen, lil' bitch
Got the game in my hand like a Switch
It's just me and my clique
Rap and get money, rap

The 6th Sense

Common

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

bring to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme

money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real

that stupid
You'll marry someone rich
Bet you won't steal his watch
When your down by near his crotch
That'll explain the itch
You were such a lying

Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me