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raastay
Par hum chalain
Yun bewaja
Bas Aik Baar
Raahon say door
Aangan tera
Chip kar Jahan thy basey
Dekhon mai jab bhi
Nam ankhon sy
Dikhtay hou kiun

When

Rostam

Half-Light

2017

know it?
How do you know that you know it?

They gon' tell you what to feel
They want tell you you gon' fail
And you chip a tooth, but it was

up
No fazing me nigga I'm at ya
Wrong way you moving yo family dressed up
Gotta go get my grip
Gotta go get these chips
Gotta go hit this lick, wait

Sengithi ngith
Sengithi ngithi lana mina ndikhangela le ngidi
Akho no shintsi lana mina ngithenge ama chips
Ah yimi namagenge lana s'dedela ama hits

chips away
Your beautiful flaws
Superficial loyalty
Crave more and more
Filtered, not real, not you
Filtered, not real, not you
Your carnival reflection

being with me
Be down for me
Hot or cold
Chips cash out baby I'll follow
Your siren song (yea, yea)
Promise to sing along
All I can say is
Hubba, hubba,

Any Given Sunday

Guru

Any Given Sunday [Music from the Motion Picture]

2000

Though the times are getting wicked I'm older
I got a chip on my shoulder
True players always maintaining, I'm different I told ya
Don't want

named walnut whip
Nearly made me sick
To the point of throwin' up
So I called chocolate chip
With the sweet toffee crisp
And I still can't get enough

from afar, but don't dare come near enough to touch
For each chip you removed gave way to the beautiful masterpiece I've become
Your fingerprint

as horas
Pois a hora e essa

Ninguém para
Ninguém anda
Ninguém fala
Ninguém ouve
Ninguém cala
Ninguém ama
Ninguém não respira

Minúsculos chips de

Boss hogging, taking up both lanes
Took it back to the dealer cause a chip on the paint
Never satisfied til I get it my way
Let me smoke my plane
Let

crazy
Back to back night and we party daily
One big room full of chicks and chips
On the strip, I'm lit, yeah I'm drunk as shit
Po' up everything, that's

the curtain calls
You turn Right on Red

He got a chip on his shoulder
Love comes hard in the neon light
When there's blood in the water fight
You gotta use

Double the digits I run up my chips
Yeah huh? I got it like this 
Ice on my neck and it freezin' my wrist
But I'm fuckin' his hoe and I'm clappin'

dreaming of a Bora Christmas, where I eat keg and chips all day
Like Jacob Marley on Stockton High Street, I am dead just like Matt Finn
I said I'm dreaming

Many Men (Wish Death)

50 Cent

Get Rich Or Die Tryin' [2 LP] [Deluxe Marvel Reissue] [Transclucent Red]

2003

around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish

Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, b**ch I'm outta here

a million
We gone
Stack it
Stack it
Stack it
To a billion
Yeah...
Flip it
Flip it
Flip it
Chip in
Chip in
Chip in
Ticket
Ticket
Ticket
Flip it
Flip it
Flip it

VERSE 1

Everything chip up nowadays, them aaah hold no medz man
Dam heart full of dark intentions 
Mi show them the right them still do wrong
Them still

in my bag
She might wanna fuck me doing fifty in my Jag
I got a chip on my shoulder
I feel myself getting colder
But I see the fire get closer
So I

When you're fucked up
And not sober
Is this really the time, that I finally
Get closure
Or is this your way to show
that you got a chip on your shoulder

The world is just a crazy place
I got gun everywhere 
I’m tryna stay safe
1 gun 2 guns 3 guns
I got the 22 Rover 
Nigga gotta hate keep a chip on my

Palo COLTA & chip

Siempre andamos on fleek

Una putah que se pega donde mi

Entramos pal putero y tiramos los Benjamín

Tu tirando los de uno cabron

The auctioneer raised his voice a bit
He pounded on the desk for emphasis
The babble of the crowd died down

This piece will be sold as is
Chip in