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Bitcoin ain’t going no damn where 

Raised by Wall Street Wolves, in gators and crocs, my wolf pack eat
Wooly mammal sheep, bagels and lox, filleting

Yeah, Double O Devin, Ow
Jones
Skinny physique, but I'm a beast Raised in the heat, I was runnin' the streets
Draped in designer, my swag is unique

Heartsprings

Heiruspecs

A Tiger Dancing

2004

Gold and crimson tinged, glittering leaves litter the streets
Sitting beneath the trees, she sleeps innocently
Didn't believe that a being so

My Cinderella

Lil' Romeo

Groovyz

2004

the lady's just like you. Oh!

What's happening ladies?
What's up wit my lil shorty's.
It's your man Nick Cannon on the beat.

Yeah.

I'm here wit Romeo.

O

artillery
It's a known fact we're rivaled by many
But that don't mean a thang
A little more quantity
But a higher quality's got to keep domain
So when we

the very first step
I want you feeling secure
Want you feeling real sure
Want you to know your own potential Before im asked to adore
I mean
I am the type

group, we was the l.O.X. Crooks
I'll slap a hundred dollars on the whole blocks books
And know the block shook, when I walk by
Niggas just like you they

Rapping and Listening[00:23.79]To Nas, DMX, Gangstarr and Mob Deep[00:26.03]Naughty By Nature, yeah you can call me[00:27.97]I mean[00:29.26]I grew up

palace
But mo duro re mo gallant
Lati Ikorodu de island
Gbogbo won ma fe di momi timba land
I stand on my right so if you say am rude by that then i admit

Drive Slow

Paul Wall

Houstons Most Unknown

2006

Marley used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
He nicknamed me

on the streets nigga (bounce)
Bounce and smoking ounces, packing heat nigga (bounce) (word up)
Bitch I want my whole dick ate off
Dipping with the sawed off, AK

on my own
Picture me waiting on the next guy
No never that never been the freeload type
Or a shoulda woulda koulda I am not that type
I ain't never been

Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto

Swear I mean what I say when i rap
Body for body we stretched em down for 8ps
And his gun
We flee scene then go duck off the map
Mama I'm sorry
This

Let em heal that shit

[Verse 2: L.O. Heemz]

I was born with angel wings, devil horns
Megatron call me metal arm
When this metal drawn
Picasso

on your knees
You messin' with some cool kids slash niggas from the streets
That mean don't play no games
Don't waste my time
Don't say no names

Don't try

and articles
Ear to the streets, I knew before y'all saw the news
Do not confuse crime rates from fiends and schemes
Cause Harsh views doesn't mean you couldn't

on keys like the pianist
The hood a trap so we traping
O two on the flow organic
I corrode them pages
And I don't condone no violence
Fuck around put

type of promise for bringing it back

The rap scene which has been obscene on the Philly streets
Diggable but not a planet, strictly to divine beings

(Ooh shit, that’s a Danny G beat)
Like I done disappeared (Getta Beats)
Aye, bitch I’m in the streets
They like 'Vono where you been at?'
Like I done

to the streets
I'm going hard til the day I'm deceased
They wanna talk like I was a disease
Being low level mean nothing to me
I'm from the bottom had nothing

She think I'm nice but she ain't my type
Trying to kill my vibe I tell her take a hike
I know a couple dykes that probably want the pipe
But I ain't

Eh Yo, the B.O.S.S. spits flames but his names not Bowser
Settled at the highest level where the game(s) stops after
No playing on these lames

(with a call)
Got the mandem on the call (go)
I’m really cool with the heat I give you in these bars I mean that none of you
Can do what I actually do,