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Y'all already know what the fuck goin' man
Y'all niggas not fuckin' wit Twin
Better act the fuck right boy

Hm Gotta get to my dreams
Ian scared

Might be from my section still
That boy know he don't rank with us

I could tell just by her look
She trying to hang with us
And then I wonder why my doob

Iron Galaxy

Cannibal Ox

Def Jux Presents...

2001

Vordul Mega, five digits grab mics, mic strike type ill
Is life real? Yo akh' he builds
When life feels like Earth don't spin, whirlwinds might blend

with my man Andrew Jackson
My bank account and Ben Franklin just maxing
So I sip Coors while my fifties I sort
Once in a while I'll lounge about in

that i done lived
keep it real you be swervin too
if you just spinnin
bout a thousand ho's done heard of you, that dirty do
anything to atract them ho's

Ride on Blue Boy dipped in a Uni
Dickin on a squad car, vickin on a fully
Sick as a Sunni, strapped with a bobby
Pullin on the pin, he Tutankhamun

to show them what's good, let 'em know it can't slide
If it's hood shit know you never go and tell me twice
I was raised by some real OGs, on my life

horrified
Tutututu when they rolling by
5-0 love to aim at minorities
No homie it ain't a game if you gonna die
Cops have gonna to raid for that homicide
Bang

a nerd, but I 
know how to calculate them birds 
A billionaire boy I'm a make shit worse, because I 
drink money can't quench my thirst 
A league of my own,

I'm on they ass like a pocket
You catchn my drip yea I leak like a faucet 
Moma told me keep goin boy you got it 
I told ha tha money coming ma I

chiquititos (original boy)
Y ahora mírale bien los ojitos (oh-woh)
Se le están poniendo chiquititos
Con una sonrisa de ladito
Sus ojitos, chiquititos

Drrrrr, ding!
Gettin' to the money
Mi-mi-mixin' up the money
Some never taste that, you heard?
Gettin' to the money, gettin'
Gettin' to the money dope boys

Really pulling strings, gotta get mine
Always meet a deadline
Them boys ain't trappers
They've got a dead line
Flying up the M5, one-fifty in the M5

Alpha Male

Mars Ill

Backbreakanomics

2003

before him
Yeah, he's the alpha, the first person in every universe
Version 5.0 pack animal with blood thirst and stamina
The root of family trees where so

My Life Is Sweet

504 Boyz

Ballers [Clean] [Bonus DVD]

[Chorus - 2x]
My life is sweet
You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps
Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee
Custom made

him

They choosin', it's gruesome
How these young boys like to coop 'em
Cuff 'em
I take 'em on a date and don't touch 'em
You love 'em
Girls come around

be floatin' in the lake by ten
I don't fuck with confused liars
Rather lay low with a slut, consumin' my nut like a new diet
Brother, I'm too fire

Avoiding hoe's, no award shows? they been asking
Where the boy go, can he even pay his taxes?
Only lord knows where he do to get the dough
50 tell it buck is

disappeared off the earth, fell off by far
He don't even got a car, just a white cup of bar
A one and a two liter, you ain't no block bleeder
I'm talking bout

niggas know what time it is
Nah, fuck that, I'm goin' first, nigga

You pussy niggas go and put this in your purse, niggas
Real killas, eh 50! Look we

Killin Nigguz

MC Eiht

Death Threatz

1996

eiht at hundred and fifty nine percent nigga
Cause I swear to God I'm gonna kill quick
Cause when you fuck with my nigga then it's some real shit
So if

industry niggas at parties like I don't wanna pop
Gorilla Nems, I'm that nigga they hate
Buck fifty through the window while you sit in your Wraith, uh
I

Call It What You Want

Steady Mobb'n

I Got the Hook Up

1998

(that you need) 
keep it by the zip to the pound to the ki' (to the Ki') 
used to grind for days all night (all night) 
now I check my boys Bob P

the, show the, show
I'm so embellished windy City cigarillo
I'm not god fearing boy, God steer me
Cfello
Sip lemonade by Gucci, the XL tee, yellow
Tell