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the window, son 
Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun 
Without a fight son, we keep the house dope like ?pie fendis? 
We twist and pop Henny, gettin

pole 
Down by a honey hole
If it's a bar or a girl
Or a town in this world

Give me the country kind
I'll take it every time
It's my kind of paradise

house
I can't wait till I get rich so I can make a way to get my family out
Perfect my craft on this rap shit I've done found my talent and I can show out

And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both
Brilliant ball

no ceiling
I gotta be a blind man walking, all these lil' boys I cannot see 'em, woah

I'm gettin' kicked out my house
This ain't nothin' new, I know

The air is whizzing by, the spider watches his fly
And at best you could say you were obliged
Well let me sing the spider song, the words are too,

was down by the water
Mama tellin' her stories, teachin' her lessons
When they reach the house at the end of the day
When they reach the house

Not another day
Same old same old
I’m bored out of my fucking mind
I’m bored
When will this stupid virus go away
I’m stuck inside my house all

Quarter brick sold
Now it's back to dah house
Street lights on
Time nah bring nat choppa out
4:30 inna morning
Time nah kick them bitches out
6 O's by dah

impressed
Seen your new ride, not impressed
Seen your new house, not impressed
Seen your pay tab, not impressed
20 is just not impressed, no

This shit

niggas rats like Tom and jerry
Young nigga want It all imma visionary
Imma it from the back ain’t no missionary
Stash a 40 in her purse now that bitch walk

scream out with joyous air thumping persuasion 
Burt Bacharach tunes they can wait
As Freddy begins the heart of Saturday night by his boho chic hero Tom

Lyric, wow u grew up so fast
This is that big brother song
And if somebody ever does you wrong
I'm outside his house without a doubt
So girl don’t lose

Walk in house rifle by door money on floor couple pistols by couch come short hit u for a ounce role u in rug im gone bounce im realest dude in yo

claims dropped, gotta fill it out
It ain't shit left for to talk about
I ran it up out my momma house
I need a crib like Obama house
I’m having paper no

What Am I?

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

Yo I don't even know what the vibe is kid
All these different things seperatin us
It got me walkin this fence man
and I don't even know what side

No One Can Do It Better

N.W.A

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998

1999

This is to listen to, so ask not a question
Not to be taken as a simple suggestion
But a warning, to whom it may concern
If knowledge is the key,

180 degrees
In the trap bitch I'm playing with P's
In the trap bitch I'm playing with bags I'm making my backend
Step out the house jacket by Stuffing

Shitt On The House right here

Yea mhmm Yea mhmm Yea

Ima send em home, On The House

Yea Yea, PreZidentt

Don’t want no problems

Better stop ya’

(No state has been hit harder by the corona virus)
(It's Derrius Logan)
All my jewelry on when I'm at the house
At the house
Tell me what's wrong why

We Don't Care

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high

This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city

heaven
Every song the same
Brick by brick, stone by stone
You can use this flesh and bone
Not with silver, not with gold
You will make this house your home

I was blind
Now I count my blessings
Count my blessings
Wonder who will provide
Love is always with you God is by your side
Fear then we hide
What we