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Top floor type s***
Chandeliers with marble floors boy

My baby momma just put me on child support
F*** a warrant, I ain't going to court
Don't

ANITA (spoken)
Oh no!  That is not true!

(sung)
Puerto Rico
My heart's devotion
Let it slip back in the ocean!
Always the hurricanes blowing
Always

we will no pause
Then statue niggas gonna get taken out in one big haul
Stick to the code abid by the streets law
Don't snitch or be a sucka is part

the most
Two shots bang
Let my nuts hang
Two shots bang
Big bucks wood grain
Do you love me so
Am I pitiful
Can you make me whole
Will I die this cold
Can I

dick, & get High too.
That’s it, & these birdies, for the strip, I choose.
Demi god, on the block, making, big boy moves.
Semi cocked, on the block, I

told them boys make a plan 
We bound to make some magic happen baby David Blaine 
We bout flip this whole thing like a hurricane 
And if they got

Bitch im not leaving
You don't even know what that beef about
Have me sleeping under them people house
He think he saved by the bell
We gone screech him

Lowkey, I know homies acting like Lokis
Okay, I just need to figure out who to Thor away anyways, uh
Take 'em by storm like a hurricane
Typhoon 8, every

Nigga yo' bitch done chose me
She hit me up when she lonely
And we bang-bang til' she OD
So fall back, keep movin
You fucked up, and she choosin
Her

Down Bad

J. Cole

1-888-88-DREAM

honcho
Bitch, we came from nothin' just like the big bang theory
That poverty stains kept the pain buried
And covered the shame with a dream
We would

Ridin' Slow

Bun B

Trill O.G.

2010

Pimp C
We fuckin' wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my production is tight" - [Big L]
"We run shit!" "I ain't playin'

Kill 'Em With Success

ScHoolboy Q

Creed II: The Album

2018

straight out that damn clay, like Cassius
Shoulda seen his damn face when I passed him
Lil' boy got big weight, overstandin'
All of y'all flows piss poor,

been listening to nursery rhymes
And phonics, I was studying ebonics
Taught by the greatest Big L
Who taught me that criminal slang
Coming straight from

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer

nothin'
The big axe is Paul Bunyan
Blood splatter from his bladder
Docs was all buggin'
Like, "We knew he was bold
But can't believe the gall of him"
Bitch,

One Time Gaffled 'Em Up

Compton's Most Wanted

It's a Compton Thang

1990

(Chorus: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Tired of the mother fucking jackin
Boys that be jackin
Tired of the motherfucking jackin
Police, want to front;

Scream & Shout

Diddy

Scream & Shout

2012

sparklers
I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker
This a Will.I.Am joint
Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy
And they call me Diddy bitch

Where 1 Oak at?

chicks with big butts

Camouflaged 250 with the chromed out nuts

Gun racks, big guns, roughnecks, sunburnt

Make a city boy say ""Bubba we ain't want

(Intro)
Yeah 
Check me out
Beeda Weeda!

(Verse)
Rest In Peace J-Black 
He would say this slap  
Top boy on my hat PTB all on my tatt
Need to give

Callin for the siren
Tell me where ya sidekick
When them shots hit
When they go bang
When them shots hits
When they go bang bang bang
Big bada boom
I don't

I Don't F* With You

Geto Boys

Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

1998

Intro:
[willie d]
Flip flop ass niggas
Ah yeah
Geto boys and outlawz
Recognize the mob nigga
I don't fuck with you
So put your hands on me
[scarface]

to christ today 
Got on all of ma ice today like So Icey gang 
And I keep a big 30 like choppa gang
Screaming I bang like I gang bang  I don't gang bang but i

that
The streets would bring
Infatuated by images on the big screen
Like Nas in it was written
They had street dreams
By 17 they was on they grind
They

Crip walk
Bang hard, run yards, flip cars
Cause you fucking with millionaires
Big stars only clocking a grip will make our
Dicks hard i come through when