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Eat Or Starve

Ryan Adams

Too Hard

2017

caught a murder case
Runnin' with the robbers, man I know we upped the murder rates
I was sittin' in jail when Lil' Man got shot in his face
Damn that

Testimonial Year

Hilltop Hoods

Blazin: The After Party

2005

near rob us,
We got slowed down by dodgy contract offers,
But it would take a nation of millions to stop us,
We got our propers, paid our dues in

exquisite
This blunt like the size of a leg on a midget
A rob me a nigga and ask him who did it
Can catch me red handed I still won't admit it
I know that I'm

de la Renta
That Fendi she got plenty
Chanel and YSL
She do it by herself
She Dior it
Don't know how she afford it
But she gorgeous yeah

She's a bad

know how much this shit cost? 
Especially in the fucking city 
Yea my apartment is a little small
But she feels like a top floor suite
My window 
My city

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

wanna play that shit so sour, you know I would've helped you
How the fuck you leavin' without me? It ain't no goin' in
My lil' nigga told me it was

right man the bloods will get snippy

[Verse 2 - Mr Chris]
This is Mr. Chris in this bitch what you know about that
LIl Shade got up with me and layed

Cloze Ya Doorz

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000 [Clean]

1998

when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it

Talkin' 'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you a club music nigga but you

Boy, and He gets it on the Low
He's a Rubber Band Boy, and that's all he really know
He's a Rubber Band Boy, Ra-Ra, Rubber Band Boy
Ra-Ra, Rubber Band

she know, she know You don't gotta be lonely when you got me
All these other women tryna cop me, top me I just wanna give you my heart before they rob

the floor 'bout my name, I'm letting it sang, put that on my momma
No, you don't want war lil brudda, I promise
Cause I'll get you touched, I'm just being

masterpiece? No one can know
Rob and sin, cano, doing a solo on the banjo
Catching all the kanto, sick in the head like Psyduck
Wired, always in a rut, a high

lobster and steak for my birthday dish
Sauce Orleans motherfucker op boys on French
Rob a nigga on Christmas now you just met the grinch
You know sauce

Do It

Lil Rob

1218, Pt. 2

2008

[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up
That's right (What's happenin', holmes)
That's right
Lil' Rob (What's going on, ese)
Hey you know what, I feel like partying

(Bueller)
You know when you hear that, han (Bueller)
Durk, Rozay, Meek Milly (Dj Spinatics, you bastards)
Remix 

Lil Durk my family, double M,

(12), always had hate for the 12 (12)
I was out late night tryna get to it, you had to be in before 12 (12)
Biggest nigga ever came out the city, a lil

got I'ma sleep on a bunk
Her buddy want lil' pockets fatter than clump
He gon' kill by the ho man that nigga a chump I ain't chasin' no ho I can't go

All these vicious people don't know That I planned Everything,
They don't consider me I'm going to Have to bury all the basics I was just
There to make

shimp dig (My sauce)
Come around all that rockra
Talkin' 'bout shit we been did

Still lil' nigga from the west side
Good book and a blunt by the bedside

Rumble in the Jungle

Fugees

When We Were Kings

1997

(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch

cash
Now my shawties is bad

I was down bad I was broke
You'll neen know where I come from
Gotta smoke gas when I renimese
And drink down that rum rum
In

to the funeral, he fakin' cryin'
They gave my nigga sixty years, they won't free him 'til he eighty-nine
Won't leave the city for long, he run back to that field

rell o hit the derby
Rubber burning rubber burning the smell doesn't concern me

Rob- Bitch you thought that I was done
Let me let you know im not