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Nappy Heads [Remix]

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all

You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams

I eat quick and then I dip and leave no TIP
Unless you mean advice and I'll say it's time to put down that MIC
But enough about me I'm not bragging

to feel effects of stardom
Plus I drank last night my head is throbbing
Watch out for my tape cuz soon it's dropping
Three years down the road I'm yachting

(workin' a fool, Dun Deal on the track)
I'm grippin' my tool (grippin')
Right when I dropped out of school (woo, woo)
And my dawg gon' shoot (baow, baow)

100 Miles and Runnin'

N.W.A

Niggaz4life [Bonus Tracks]

1991

We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers. Now wearin' 
my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, muther f**kers. They're out to take our

Ride around, windows down in the winter
We were on the ground when we in the sprinter
Now I’m outta town feeling like a winner
Really I’m a beginner,

hit the road
Niggas talk shit
They is not my bros
I'm a menace
I'm a menace
I'm a menace
Uhhh
Uhhh
Uhhh
Uhhh
Uhhh
I'm a menace
Rolling 3 5 l be smoking

Coming off the bench but you know we ‘bout to ball now
Dropping 3’s like dominoes but no we never fall down
Teams be stepping up to take us ooh we

man that won't help
Cause I placed two C4s underneath his belt
Click
Boom
Now I'm on to the main room
Bust down the door see the famous loot
Diamonds by

knocked man's door
You was all asking to turn the music down a piece
Fuck that, feel this bass
Knock all you want, you won't see this face
Next time I

vision
Came from the bricks I'm flexing my paper
Praying that I don't get hit by a hater
Ask can we go out i say maybe later
Close that back door 'cuz

One on One

Lil Jon

Certified Crunk

2003

your skull
Give me the shit - I won't kill your girl
Fuck that bitch and fuck the world
(Man, what you saying nigga?) fuck the world!
Man, I'm down

make the gun charges
3 door coupe when I'm done talkin’
Who ya chick love, never once called her
In the driveway I'm not the one stalking
In designer

the evidence, I'm better than I've ever been
Train tracks, concrete, stains up on my letterman
Let it in, let it go, ain't nobody wanna know
Further from

From the 6-4 to the 0-3
All the way to the motherfuckin’ 4-3 yea
My Carolina niggas keep it trill like my OG
Coasting down the street in the two seat

Can't take man for a spanner
Next time, man, I'm taking a dagger
Now I'm staring at my open door
Marj in the hallway, bawlin' talking 'bout
"How'm I

a four-door
I'm poor though, catch me rocking a Lisa Lobo (yeah)
Bump yo ho, I want more to the boatload (yo, yeah, yo)

And the Pope can't save your soul,

a four-door
I'm poor though, catch me rocking a Lisa Lobo (yeah)
Bump yo ho, I want more to the boatload (yo, yeah, yo)

And the Pope can't save your soul,

the venom like a Nidorino
Everybody wants free rides
Y'all Bag Bak my ass
I'm not Lapras, you all thrash my back
'Cause I carried tracks back
When Wrap was

Only drip foreign
Track one, step it, track one, swipe it
Road running, shoutout Yachty
Think that I'ma one night it
Scat Pack with the wasp, finna buzz

making calls knocking on doors collecting that money it’s been a long time but I’m finally getting money 

I’m putting it down picking it up winning that

The Heist

Busta Rhymes

The Vatican Mixtape, Vol. 1

2007

[Raekwon]
Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man
You know what time it is wit me, yo
That's right
Take the track, cut the heads off, split it

The Heist

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

[Raekwon]
Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man
You know what time it is wit me, yo
That's right
Take the track, cut the heads off, split it

And all the real brothers I'm around
Show me what you got, show me what you be about
Show me how you get down

Swear they hate me cos I'm real and raw, yea