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Smoke

Denis Leary

No Cure for Cancer

1993

the cigarettes
Come out of the house with the cigarettes above your head"
"You'll never get me copper! I'm never coming out, you hear?
I got a cigarette machine

got a laser nigga I call game
When I pull on my baby break her back like bane
I might pull up on a nigga with a bat Bruce Wayne
Or I'll pull up

With ya friends
And you dancing by ya lonely
Walked up
Like can I have
This dance while that
Sexyy red going
And the way lil mama
Threw that thang back

if you catch you a case
That's why I creep nigga

Creepin' on a come up
Can't be stopped by no haters
I'm creepin' on a come up
Can't be stopped by no

'em)
You ain't help gettin' none of these racks (uh-uh)
I ain't got shit for you, don't ask (don't ask)
That lil' bitch did me bad (boom), I wish we

everybody's got problems that they deal with
If you think you're by yourself then you're full of shit
We got homeless people we got genocide we got drunk family

the farthest Lil nigga
Yea I went the hardest Lil niggga
My dawg put your dawg in a swisher
Better hold to them pictures
Can't hug him or hear him
I know that

the scene We out got back for the team Hurd his aunty scream Don’t leave me jermaine I’m laughin haha On bro that shii was a drive by Put him in a spliff Roll

she be getting felt up 
By fellas tryna nail her n
I ain't fitna square up
Vision rare as ever
That spicy had to sever
Kleptomaniacs prevailing
Watch

YEA, Lets Go!
Lets Go!
Lets Go!
Yea, Shid Turn Me up Lingo


I ain’t got time for these lil bity niggas
Fn0 hell yea  we gotta lotta figures
If he

damn fine
When you walk in the room you shine
I'm proud to say that you mine
I'm a demon you know I'm on go
Your face could be its own show
Lil' baby I

to push a Chevy
I rather cop a Bentley
And stunt on these niggas till
My tank on empty
This gangsta shit is in me, the money
I got plenty i still hustle
But

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Pies

Wiley

Pies

2004

took the pies man (it was him)
It was him

Listen, who ate all the pies? It was me Wiley
Top boy riddems they are made by me
I've got high mic

(Lil Bravo)

Nigga lame
Who wanna argue over hoes there’s plenty
(Slatt) i got the force like Ginu
Xbox 6 what you gettin’ into? (Slatt)
We get it

strap
I'm a big gangsta, I can't fuck with no rats
Bitch, I ain't boppin' like that, before I tell they'll, send me right back
Came out that fire with no

Tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
I got them youngins goin' crazy, tryna blitz something
Mad man, nigga don't hear no talkin' when Lil Top come

Addicted 2 Money

Ludacris

Addicted To Money

2009

by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gon' hate me
I got a good heart, and a good brain
You heard my gangsta story, my life was

we gon' get us
Somе more, got off my ass
Had to get me a load

Sis, don't get mad 'cause your
Nigga keep looking at me
'cause he know that I'm fine

pop
Catch on the opps, catch on the opps
He a lil boy he dont see me im the kill man
He obey the glock and I pop that p*ssy's skin man
Yeah we gon pop

I aint doing that sxxt

I aint make with that bih

sauce dripping just one tick

cash boy that is my nick

Yeah flyin’ flexin‘

I feel like pluggin‘

No More Interviews

Big Sean

No More Interviews

putting my ex in a song even though the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that energy into what's worth having
Like how I got a platinum album

holla (damn)
Got a bad lil' gangsta boo, she be like, "Where them dollars?" (What?)
She sucked me for a hour (whoa)
Put me to sleep like a baby (whoa)

'm high as fuck fuck
Now I can't tell who's my enemies
Good thing I got ten of these
Felonies caused by my separate identities
Sending me to the loony bin