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No Vaseline

Ice Cube

Death Row Greatest Hits [Clean]

1996

White man just rulin'
The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin'?
Y'all niggas just phony
I put that on my mama and my dead homies
Yella Boy's on your

you by the scruff, ay
Niggas is done they out of luck
Conceded but I don't give a fuck
Two years been anonymous

don't even know what to rhyme ya
It is my bedtime ya ya
Finna feel like Paul blart cop ya
Finna bop my head to kids bop ya
Finna go criss lika criss cross

Don't Move

JT the Bigga Figga

Beware of Those

2000

Figga nometry. 

Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah. 
It's yo folks Mac Mall 
Always keep my shit mayne. Ya know?! 
We through here. 
Yeah  yeah! 
Where

shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun

Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every

No Vaseline

Ice Cube

Death Certificate

1991

White man just rulin'
The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin'?
Y'all niggas just phony
I put that on my mama and my dead homies
Yella Boy's on your

crip throwing up gang signs got caught by blood who we though was fake
(Bang)

Didn't know better that was my mistake (yeah)

cll we know is pain, all we

been cloudy for days (Yeah)
And it's messed up that you don't Show it all on ya face
That you need to take a load off and Come in outta the rain (Yeah)

I miss your bed
Get the fuck outta my head

Ya baby u know that
Im all for you
Whatever you say ya
Im all for you
And when Im wasted
Im still for you

for my rollie, nigga it's stolen
Pullin up with a brand new choppa, I just seen my ex walk by
Yea lil bitch I'm finna rob her, broke ass bitch don't got

the rookie
Starters can't put the numbers up
Maann, hate is so pasé, catch me in
A Tom Ford suit on draft day, nigga
And it's just me and my money
Ya'll don't

Run With My Chopper

B.G.

Checkmate

2000

chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
Then bang at the law with my chopper

If you don't know, I'm the BG, all about beefin'
Catch ya bobbin' your

Act II: T.I.

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

Umm, uh what the fuck, what time is it?
I swear I parked my car, shit

Aye, light hit my face sun brought the heat
Open my eyes, see my car

on a mission to go get a million
Stacking blue hundreds on my head look like Marge Simpson
I just had a vision guess who in it you ain’t
It’s best to run off

squad on the wave, do this often, ay
(You know)
We got principles about us though we lawless
(Ya yaahhh)
Only seeds of elevation in my garden
(That's

Hit the Dance Floor

Unk

Beat'n Down Yo Block

2006

flo an bend ya back lo 
She do it with no hands now stop pop and roll 

[Verse 1:]
Go head you got it mama dis right here yo time to shine
Grab yo girl

she was all up on me screaming
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She's all up in my head now, got me thinking

Yeah
Ayo
Turn the music up in my headphones
There ya go
Yeah
Yeah
I'm countin' down from the clock
It's only me in this bitch, and I got my gat

Out There

Project Pat

Ghetty Green

1999

on the grind
Doin' time help a nigga out to clear up my head
Use to have a shank and a knife that was by my bed

It was said I would end up dead working in

are you now, where are you now
Oh yeah now I'm all alone
You took my soul like a vampire
You stepped on me, I'm a landmine
You must've outta ya damn

the stash, pop out the mac
Try and pop out ya back
More to sweat, i'll pop out ya rat

Come on man
I ain't got time for that love shit
Get outta here
Niggas

sick
Mandalos a la chingada, foo you could suck a dick
I've been chilling with the bros outta here
Right here by the coast where I live
Right here with

the lightskin niggas in ya crew too spooked to join in
I'ma nasty nigga and you could ask the nigga
The shotty dumping popping up outta the backseat, nigga
I'm

heard poquito
'Nother Mojito
I swear that's like numero cinco
Ay dios mios I hope ya liver ay bendito
Sorry baby been working on my Spanish
But I didn't