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Meaning of Family

Mase

Movement

1999

Get the fuck out the whip now bitch, you can walk
Wit' the sunroof cracked, yo' I'm twistin' it up
Pitchin' it up, I think it was the Cris' in the car

Brotha Man

Snoop Dogg

Testing

2018

the truth (take the)
Get through
Right yours, wait if you just keep it true
Don't fight the blues, don't fight the blues
Brotha man, young man
Let me

I'm here to set the record straight y'all can't fuck with me
One car three deep catch this buck fifty
Hellcat's Tokyo this bitch real drifty'
Knock

Yuh', this that Sonny D shit
Slide my way
Lemme' show you how we do it over here
Yuh', boutta' fuck it up with this one
Let's go
(Everytime I'm wit

the ratchet got bodies it can stay wit me
That’s a clean gun
I’m tryna clean some
That’s a mop wit a stick I’m tryna bleed em
(Produced by the prodigy)

if its about pots of that hot shit
You know that we hungry and we Never lonely we run in ya spot wit Dem chopsticks

Who got the food im pulling up

a dope rhyme and speak it wit' force
I'm on another level like I just defeated the boss
Taproot rap, the flow is deep-seeded of course
Immortals overstand

cannot be alone again
I feel like I'm insane
Got me smoking by the chain
You're the drugs up in my veins, but
It's tearing down my brain
It's just hard

Ouu'
Aye', aye', aye', aye'
Yuh', fuck these niggas talkin' bout'
It's Sonny D nigga, haha
Woah, woah, woah
Uh', eskedit'
I'm at the top, livin' life

lonely) 
No dont show no love 
Because im by my lonely (yea yea yea huh)

Half a Blount of the stogey
Food from Home of the Hogey
Banger you know that it's

Life is strange, so shout out to Jack Hopkins
I'm putting shins to chins, you pussies slap-boxing
Barely graduated and didn't make it to college
Now

Hoppin' out my whip and I'm parked up
Play (play) Dirty (dirty)
That's all I think about

Rise it (bow), rise it (bow), we can never get tired

I'm bout to showcase my music in it's best ever shape
Rest never gape, at this amazement made
By the MC that let's them see and says "well get sense

be banging wit em

Bitch Ran it up 
But yet I'm still tha same nigga 

Stomp a nigga 
I got blood on my balmain denims 

All white diamonds in my

high, n roll up nigga
We gone slide by wit style n they can’t fuck wit us
Wat it is nigga, wats da deal wit it?
I’m jus a ville villain homie u can’t tell

Ain't nobody changing us
No you can not hang wit us
Don't know them niggas they ain't wit us
Ain't from where I'm from not
The same as us

Ain't no love

supply every one of your needs in it
You can sow your seed and finally reap in it
I love the Word of God, I'm thrilled wit it
You can trust Him and let Him

me
Cuz I do not know ya
I work by my lonely
I'm good as a loner
I walk around wit a chip on my shoulder
Was tryna get rich
When they told me it's over

sense, and dass why I got dollas
I was told the rules, I'm old school
Like my pop fatha

I was showed da moves
Schooled by the olda dudes

How to show

once
Better hope God get that payback

Quarter backing beats , they press rewind, they want the playback
Hoes in Wisconsin call me Hopkins , I'm a great

give me head for free 
Cuz they know who imma be by two thousand twenty three
I ain't trippin bout then I'm get it in the moment 
The grass gettin

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

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

Raw & Uncut

Jay-Z

The Truth

1999

dough I choose not to spend it
Catch me in Avis and Budget in somethin' rented
Long as the windows tented (I don't give a fuck)
I'm in it 
I was

up)
I’m crossin T’s and I’m dottin I’s
So I’m gon succeed seen thru doubtin eyes
And I see you lookin wit ya lookin ass
No car note, paid in full when I