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to get sick

Probably the hottest you've ever seen
Yeah my money gone stretch like a limousine

You niggas hating man you niggas fiends
Some of y'all mad

Yo, how am I sick AND have the hiccups?
We from the
We from the
I don't know how this mix is gonna sound
Okay
We from the coast on the east side

How High

Method Man & Redman

Gold Hip Hop Classics

ain't a damn thing changed
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick

'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home

all in the way, man, get the fuck up out the way

Its niggas hungry in these trenches, tryin' finesse and find a plate
I been stuck down at the bottom,

or a whiff of shit
But I'm clean and I clean the
Murder scene with a 'Wiffer bitch
Then go and get your bitch
On some Stiffler shit
Stiffer dick than your mans

In the beginning no different from the ending 
It's the Killah Priest  Iron Sheik from the middle east 
Lacing it Sunz Of Man you know what I'm

Buck wild on the beat ion give no fucks
Niggas hating on me they like Seandro give it up
Well known over east playing with the bucks
Sweet meat nigga

On a sunny afternoon in lower east side New York...

You about ready? (Yeah)
Good morning my sweet vision of morbid disorder
And Good evening

Loud & Clear

Butch Cassidy

Restless/Man Versus Machine

2006

and clean your clock with a Glock
Sick of niggas screamin' they hot, but really they not
Beatin' you all to the ground like six L.A. cops
Put your fist up

Have Fun

Knoc-Turn'al

The Way I Am [Amended Version]

2004

know that
Timbaland could go from the east coast to the west coast
You know Knoc

It's the Knoc (ha, ha, ha)
It's the Knoc, hit the block
Hittin'

from the east side
Xidakwa sesi

No, no, no she my girl with swagger from the west side
Xidakwa sesi
No, no, no, no, no, no so sick of you all accusing

flows
Bar for bar
I’m a star
Love to 60s
Hussle wit' me
Marathon in my veins
TMC
Victor Game
Run A Lap, Man
Bentley Coupe
Checkered Flag
In my bag
1st

in his side bag?
Rambos twinning, Siamese sisters
Silencer from South East Asia, Chinese whispers
I know I said twins, but they might be triplets
I

Girl you already know how I be
Worried 'bout me
Gotta keep myself on my feet
I know why you're hard on me
'Cuz you see what I see
Man this shit way

and I wrap it

I just smoke a pound
Now my mouth be like a dragon
Turn me to a addict
Man this music is a habit
But I'm in Atlanta
Like the muffuckin

come again forsaken
Looking at me like I'm never about to shit
Like, fuck y'all, man, I'm a motherfucking beast

In the West Coast East, I ain't wearing

bad we too bad
Skillz and Kaley man we two bad
Mandem wan for catch up but its too sad
Freetown city we dey run that
We two bad too bad
Ball so hard

It's Riley Slaysall, a nigga from 1632
With a 16 or a 32 yall niggas know what it is man let's go
Yeah
Bars
Dead man walking, so kneel sony like

I Understand

Freddie & the Dreamers

6 X 6: Sixties: 120 Original Recordings

2011

and space
Family sometimes you the biggest enemies man
Heh shit

Those that love me if you leave me
I understand, made some bad decisions in my life
I

fucking Heath Ledger
My skin light but my mind's full of terror
Hanging by the threads man I'm ready to tear
Runnin up - Not away from the city yeah
Pottin

Through the muscle Imma go ahead and get my wealth (hot damn)
Bro said go and spit some sick shit
Change the flow up, trying to hit licks (un)
Make my momma

the hometown mill
Now everybody's sick

Mad man on the street
Says ride the market wave
Don't you worry about the dips, y'all
Even if it's all you saved

He'll

the pizza man
Let off a shot and watch em scramble like a bunch of eggs
Sick I made the drake come jagged edge
I'm the type to do the pushing when you by

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

Chorus:
Now these West Coast players and we love to ball...
And these Gulf Coast Hustlers love to do it all...
And them East Coast killas ought