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Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her

How'd Ya Do It Dee

Run-D.M.C.

Tougher Than Leather

1988

an F
Jay receives an A for his essay
Spins til you're dizzy
Born to get busy
Is he the Jam Master?
Isn't he, or is he?
And my name is D.M.C.

and I promise I won't worry bout u
Feeling bored wanna act a fool
If I was Aladdin right now I wish a nigga'd come thru

Stacking my money get the cheese

Sarcophagus

Ramirez

G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S.

2015

Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me a tone, right dead at ya dome fool
Point me

shoes, we was getting' fools
We caught you slippin', we would get at you
With no respect, fu.. a nigga set
We shot it up and murk his connects
What

stopped
Was coming for your spot put your hands up
Celebrate your fashion!

Amen, on the runway
Dressed in his best point
Amen, fashion, on the runway, work

a good clean fight
But Johnny’s been blindsided and won’t be goin’ home tonight
Seems some numbers on some papers wrote in disappearin’ ink
By money

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

The Best of Snoop Dogg [Clean]

2005

Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'

the howling wolf
you never never know
they'd sell their souls just for Hollywood
they succumbed to his deadly clause

This is the town of the wolf
money

His house was small, but clean and dry
A dog, a bed, a stool
He earned his money in the street
As he played the fool
His worned out shoes and smelly

Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'

Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man

Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can

(Cash Money AP)
Coming from the bottom, tryna make it to the fuckin top
Livin by the code I ain't snitching, I can't trust no opp
Money kinda low, so

I'm dancing by myself toni-i-ight, You're dancing with money aro-o-und,
I really hope you're happy no-o-ow, That you finally got what you want
Keep

Ayo, Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull out

synagogue, in the church, at the bar, even in the school, Nwanne
Secure the bag,  secure yourself, a fool and his money soon parted
Don’t be a fool, He who

heat
Word on the street Soulo done done it again
Look at me
I used to match a dub sack with my friends
Now we smokin' by the O
Like the letters P and N

I ain't got no friends
(take money) yeah, I'ma do this track
West side! (take money) MOB, Bad Boy killers
(take money) Ha ha haha, hey fat boy
(take

Fentanyl, dog, I wouldn't even take that
Lil' bro beat the stakes, somehow his case got picked up by the feds
He a opp but he can't talk no more, but he

You Know What I Mean

Too Short

Born to Mack

1989

tried to front my style
Sawed off his face when they broke him in half it was the dangerous crew and I
Tell ya it's true

Everything they said about

these young ones
Some of 'em raised by some old fools
See I learned from my mistakes and I changed 'em
'Cause we was taught to earn stripes to get

Where Ernie said he don't want no
Beef he want a cow
A fool with them tools we don't
Even let him touch them
Get freaky with them heaters he be
Trying

on his name he think its cool 
I just sit and reminisce bout all the shit i been thruu
I'm fihting DEMONS evrynight DEVIL thinking im a fool

We living

Villain man never ran with krills in his hand and
Won't stop rockin' 'til he clocked in a gazillion grand
Tillin' the wasteland sands
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