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B**** I'm from Dade County

Trina

We the Best

2007

up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County

Ay!

Why they standing
Why they standing around me
No it cannot make you happy
Im always ahead of what i see
Man stick up, stick up
They can't get up, get

And are you real or not, Cause I’m not faking shit
We keep drums and sticks, we keep hella clips
Run up in your shit, uh, I might take your bitch
Me

Go time, hah, what time is it
Showtime
What time is it
Go time
Yo, what time is it, for real
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

We grow old, but imma stick

exactly what I did
Shake somethin'
I could tell you that could fuck by how you dance
Baby tell me what you drinkin'
I'll get it on demand
If we stick to my

I'd stick to
(stick to)
Pick me and I'd pick you
I don't want to miss you
(yeah)

(Don't leave me in the dust)
Haven't I been through enough, by now

In my defence, I was in the wrong
For not remaining strong
Now I'm on fire, regret burns up my soul
Leaving a gaping hole
And all that fills it is

walk while Don shot speak
Di life of a gangsta is bitter and sweet
Surrounded by snitches and low life creep
Dirty cop who stick on like leech

blick up

Niggas dis a stick up, drop your hands and you get hit up
Ay, stick to the plan, don't need no friends, I got my Gen
Once you hit the fan

Aye like pass me jack 
Lemme hold the stick 
Black with tan on grip
And you know he blast 
Benji tote Jill 
Make him take et back
She like doing

What's Up Doc? (Can We Rock)

[Chorus]
Can we rock?
Yeah, what's up doc?
Can we rock?
What's up doc?

[Moc]
Cha cha cha cha cha
What's up pa, yo who

and a leg
Big body Benz, cost a arm and a leg
I put the stick and the SIG by his head, spray his whole head with lead
I got Gucci on my nuts, I got lean in my

Quarter mil' in the hood, a nigga buyin' them sticks
Half a mil' to my man, he's bendin', playin' with bricks
Bought a purse for a ho, bought a house for

take it further
So we slipped out the room and we slide down the stairs
Get outside we can get some air
I'm hypnotized by her fire

Red lip stick sittin

The Crown

Sizzla

Blood in My Eye

2003

and clap em'
And hide the body like nuthin' happened
Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'

Or end up like one of the Jackson's beware

(Winning lottery numbers coming up) oh yea
Get right

Contradiction he slippin' my nigga
Told him face it
FN on all boys like a coin I
Put you in yo'

get around to feeling alright
You could fan the stars out if they're not aligned
You could build a fire with the sticks you got
Or build up the visage

I've heard you've thrown dirt on my name
I can't clean up that mess that you've made
Leaving me cursed and in pain
It's the reason I'm broken inside

The Drop Off

RZA

The Birth of a Prince

2003

And my dick's been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many vicks, many sticks
And left the god with plenty chips

He got many whips, many clips, many

It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll. It's so many ways to ride.
Cause life can't pass us by no more.

That you can't describe
And you're so overwhelmed
Just like a child
Get more anxious by the minute
And you don't know why
And you scramble and you panic

when the winds might blow
In the rain a seed is sown
Never give up you're not alone
Time flies by so fast can't go back to the past
But if we stick

Shoesize of the Angel

Momus

Ping Pong

1997

liked him from the moment we didn't quite meet
Ignoring him by accident on Threadneedle Street
He was buying you a flower, he was speaking on the
phone

fiscal irresponsibility
So I figure, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em

Hittin' the club up VIP
I got a fake mustache and a fake ID
I look like Wooly