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coming hard with it

[Chorus: x2]

All I wanna see is broads with us
Strange hella odd niggaz
Roll with them hard Hitters
That would mob with us
So

Concerto in X Minor

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

kinda blessed so I wrote this manifesto for life
Co-signed by the others with a knife
On the real tip let's take a field trip from the ghetto
You pick

BM's

Del the Funky Homosapien

Both Sides of the Brain

right now under the influence
But if you'd just torch those that say I shouldn't do this
Bob Marley'd out, at least 'til I'm back by the lake
But I

doors
When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores

Well, Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat
He followed on the shoreline cause

If you're planning to go road tripping
A chick by your side
From Chicago, more than two thousand miles
When you're fed up with sight seeing
Call for

young
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song
Just get a bob tailed bay
two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll

The name is Eazy Bob Wizzy

You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
A yo l go by

Down by the river 
Think I got rolled last night 
Took all my money 
Not a friend in sight 
Two empty pockets 
And some mud on my jeans 
Two bloody

pop up on these bitches like I'm U2
Ya bitch fuckin' with my flows cause it hit like
Ooouu!
Ooouu, shit
Gripping my hip, don't get hit with the blick

it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon, Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side,

The horse was

and we dawgy dem a knockiss
Dweet a yard like how we dweet a foreign

CHOR 2

Block party
Widda quart and a glock forty
Pullup a the block party
Widda cup

young
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song
Just get a bob tailed bay
two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll

Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight
A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out

song;
Just get a bob-tailed nag
Two-forty for his speed
Then hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you’ll take the lead

Jingle bells, jingle bells,

shoes

Fuckin' with that Mr. Cuff, he got a whip and twos
Back and forth on interstate, he got me buckin' blues
Jammin' so hard, can't go rogue
Know me

Feel like Tupac nigga I got the juice
She got Nikes on so I just do it
Ooo
Shorty water yeah she feel like a pool
Bob the Builder yeah I carry my

old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed

tribal
It's all about survival, it's nobody liable
I got caught by five oh
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm

Big Brother

Kanye West

Graduation

2007

old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed

Joe cussed as the light turned red,
And one thought ran through his head.
He should've been home by now.
And two blocks from where he sits,
Two young

the wagon to the top with Ma secured by a rope

My brother Bob he needs his sleep but them dogs won't permit such things
His wife and kids are all upset

alright I got a woman that'll stand by me

And there's lots of places we ain't seen

And there's always a job waitin' somewhere for me

But late at night

My Day
As sung by: “Junior Asparagus”

Intro
In my bed I start to pray
And tell God all about my day

Verse 1
I woke up in my little bed
And put my

Purple Rain

Beanie Sigel

The B. Coming [Clean]

2005

when they sip Broma smoked Cheeba
Took doggys fours and two receive'ahs
This one is for my real Mug Mixers
Who get screwed up, my thick juice sippers