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touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss

the late night (night)
Tell 'em it's the charm, I'm in freeze mode
To the gods, can't stop a hero when he in flight (flight)
I'm swimming in the light

Quick to Back Down

Nas

Blazin' Hip Hop and R&B, Vol. 2

2004

shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your

to play wit
Now own ya debts
Boy ya better pay me
Hit the ground running all for the paper chase
More money to make
Putting em down wont hesitate
If coming

now
Soulja Boy Tell’em
This time got the doors down
I’m doing my thing bitch (Ah)
Speak my language
Money walk money talk
Who you blaming?

[Bow Wow]

Go 'Head

Mystikal

Tarantula

2001

I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by
So I like her booty she said hey boy
That's when I made my move
I jammed up and jammed re-over there

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep

Man, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (Go to sleep)
They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep

I look up
Yeah and I take my time nigga
I'mma take my time, woah
Power moves only

Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor

Whats Happenin'

Webbie

Savage Life 3

2011

at I got 'em all wit me
Mail you a finger to show you I mean business
I ain't got my vest on y'all can come on and get me
I got my tech on and I'm

Poncho Gang Oou
Yuh know I keep a gang wit me, Satan know we dropped em
Satan tried to break me, jugg them boys and rob em
We be taking souls back we

yeah thought she knew this
Hit em wit a chop three times left em clueless
You can tell when I'm slidin by my music
Fuck the opps check the score boy yea

before

And if you wasn't present
I really can't tell you bout
Some of the things
I done seen before

Keep my eater closed

I know these streets get cold

back
Tell me where yo homies at
Hol' up
Where yo homies at
Aye
Pull up, bench 'em
With my niggas, know we wrenchin'
Yea, smellin' like that 'juana
I

Daddy

Wyclef Jean

Masquerade

2002

Look into my eyes
Realize I'm the same man my father was
y'all can tell by my Pink Cadillac
The way I clean my ride
Old grim tilted to the side
But

scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so

(AAAGGGHHHHH)

Conversations With God, Deep Depression Got Me Arguing Wit The Most High / Death Around The Corner Took My Soul But, Left Me Both Eyes

E3 Smoke nigga
Tell em what we on
Never broke again
On my YoungBoy shit ay ay
On my YoungBoy shit, never goin broke again
Ain't nobody safe, Street

baby that's what I was taught
Flawless diamonds in my mouth 30 thousand just to talk
Even though I know what happen I can't tell em what I saw uhh ima

tell thru ur lies ain't gettin em by (no u gettin em by)

Babies in the vacant (Elly bae)
2010 you wasn't fcukin wit my shoe game 
I went from he got

Up in Here

Lil' Bow Wow

Doggy Bag [Bonus Track]

2001

the yeah
My plans ain't just staying the racks
So run and tell ya friends the phenomenon's back

[Chorus]
Up in here! I know you want me want me baby

a flick you can tell by the codeine
A nigga gettin skinny let me catch up on my protein
I done banged nigga head in left em worser than a migraine
Been gone

Somebody call the fucking Grammys tell em’ rapping is back
They saying Michael oh how dare you drop that shit back to back
I’ll be the greatest of my era

Riding dick just like a Harley
I give em good Bob
But no my name ain't Marley

What's up wih wit chu
Sis
What's up wih wit chu
Sis
What's up wih wit chu

ray Charles
Its not my birthday but I'm getting cake dawg
Smack down on this hoe she thought I was going in raw
She make it clap no Soulja Boy round