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Nigga I'm Ty-Band
Pop my shit like a taliban
Chop off a head if you they test again
Gave out a warning should stone at them
All on this beat ima whip

Turn up get loud
Nod your head to the beat right now
Get wild it's goin up
Live your life have fun fill your cup

It's goin down let's turn it up

a hundred
Used to ride around blunted
Pocket full of nothing
Had a bird's eye view of my future I seen it coming
Pistol by stomach
This gangsta shit you love

leaked
A.K.A. they with me, feelin' low with his J, can be shuttin' down cars, now I'm buildin' through demons
Niggas be stressed by the hoe, I can never,

I hate when gangsta shit get sent through text
Got no time to rest I gotta get it I be grinding trying to beat the best 
I'm on my Cali shit I was

Keep It Playa

Ray J

Nu Urban Traxx, Vol. 128

2008

yeah, brang one of ya cute partnas along 
Because I'm only 25, and still going live 
I got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside 
I wake up

By the time I'm into ya speakers
I'm already in ya mind, I've already reached ya
I'm already intertwined inside of this beat, I'm
Never stopping

in christian dior
Dropping it doing the most
Twerkin it no beat at all
Moving it slow j tadore
She droppin it low
She causin a scene
Making them bands

beyond Giannis reach (Easy)
I just wanna keep it a buck, I'm gettin' DMs from your ex, cuz
J.MEAZY is what these b*****s want
I pay them no mind, don't

Mr. Fuck Up

MC Ren

Shock of the Hour

1993

ass really did it
Give Bone the microphone and let him kill it
Give Bone the microphone and watch me beat you like a cop
Lil' G from the hall so

XL

The X-ecutioners

Built From Scratch

2002

pretend to part
I'm lettin' it start, the glamor, the bucks
Gotta get mine 'cause beef got stamina and guts
Plus the phat beat, plus the rhymes, plus

Intro

The X-ecutioners

Built From Scratch

2002

start, the glamour the bucks 
Gotta get mine, cuz beef got stamina and guts 
Plus the phat beat, plus the rhyme plus the cuts 

[cutting up 'cut' in

jobs, I was too young to give 2 fucks
'Cause all I wanted was a few bucks
For the new J's or them new chucks
Now I see I only stressed her out
Ma I'm

If you wanna.


I woke up early in the morning put my clothes on my chest.  I’m looking fresher than a bitch if I can say so myself.  I got my J’s tied

they see we advancing
Heard em talking, that sh*t is outlandish
Like those days for them J’s you went campin’
Shawty say my whole squad is outstanding

Yung Huddy on the beat
Yeah woah

I know she want me now, she ain't want me back then (back then)
All of y'all hating but really who's making these

shopping list
Back and forth with my thoughts, like I play for the Bucks
Share my feelings on this beat, so I don't get crossed up
Let me tell you about

Dumbass, it's Lani Worrld, what the fuck up?
Lil nigga chasing to the cash, call me Young Buck
Talking shit, but I'm really on a come up
Feeling like I'm J

the nightstand by the lamp
Yeah, Call-Call Of Duty shit, when it's bed time
Ain't runnin' from nothin' but some fed time
J hit my other phone, that my

bist Gangsta
Youngblood gibt vor
Und du folgst unsern Trend ja
Fick auf deine Band ja
Komme auf die Stage
Drop den Beat jeder kennt ja
Puff puff
Bin

Cheah it's Q, The Finest, on a J. Rambo production 
And this is Destined for Greatness, n***a

I'm the wool fabric that caused static 
And since

[Verse 1]

Now some claim gangsta rap's the CNN of the streets

But it's used as an excuse to pretend over beats

So I'ma lend my speech to all

limits, bumping 'No Limit'
Yeah

In a hunchback moving 60
I'm riding shotgun with a thick piece
She call me by my first name
Three bad-bads in the back call

Loyalty is royalty
They know I'm gon where the crown
Fuck wit em I dare you, know I'm coming through to clear the town
Please don't test my gangsta
For my