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Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting

at the studio 

Riding the beat like a rodeo 

Running the game like it's Cadio 

Pass me the J yo foolio, Yeah Yeah



Hop in the boof like some big Steppas

you know she suckin' on my ding a ling
The beat go off, but the heat's still on
Done with yo bitch, imma pass her to Big Xshon (Big Xshon, Xshon, Xshon)

and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever

Got to go straight to the hills
Money it's up and I'm countin' for real
Yeah, my bro's they clutchin' that steel
Aimin' at yo head, we doin' them

[Narrator:]
Rolling out motherfuckers it's the Robots in Disguise
Led by Optimus Prime, a bot whose power never dies
Cars and vans and planes,

Go from a crow to an eagle
Hope I show to the people
Let go of this evil that creeps low
Watch me glow with no ego
Stones and the Beatles
Jazz soul

Assassins

Geto Boys

The Geto Boys

1990

no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head

Ladies night sounds alright with me
Stop frontin
You know girls do it better
No cap
Outside
Me and my girls yeah we steppin
On the block by 5 o'clock

daughters got the pompoms
Know they daddy hardcore, Cactus Jack in long johns
With a barb wire bat, boy I'll crack yo nugget
And I grip that wood grain like

You in the cloud. You get flyer by the minute
(Yeah)
Show the world you proud with it
Now walk around, and take a ride with me
Get comfy in yo' seat
I

Bang hold up wait so

I need a thick bitch
Call it water like I drip drip
Go ahead and stack yo bricks bitch
Don't pass me on that weak shit
You been

Niggas gone learn what time it is
3 G o clock let me enact the plan
I left at an early age fueled the rage
Cause I aint get the chance to bang the turf up

said, "You got a little funky with a fake-ass crew
The bass went boom and your gun went bang
And all you could see was flames"
At that very moment Coke

Ain't no disguises rats snakes roaches n da projects
No flaugin hood got animals like busch garden
Violent eat or be ate by yo own kind den
Grimey

Full Mode

N.O.R.E.

God's Favorite

2002

and spittin', and squirtin'
Holes in ya body by the time you pull ya heat out
Holes so big, man, ya heart and kidney leak out
I'm motivated by cars and chains

Don't mind me, I don't bang nigga
I just Want the money over fame nigga
I got money now but I'm the same nigga
That lil hoe a vamp I seen her fangs nigga

Slept On

Prodigy

H.N.I.C. 3

2012

Hey yo, my flow burns so hot
I’m cooked like the coke up
Boy it will over scorch you,
Be a soldier on your frontline
I’m wicked with the rapping

but I always got a block on my waist
You know we bang yo brain
I’d do it just to get my mom a range
Get my mom a range 
Even if it means sellin cocaine

Highs & Lows

Mayday!

Take Me to Your Leader

Now I’m doing you big, I Tried to warn you,
While they was hating and contemplating my downfall.
I was in offices making offers on phone calls,
While

hacerlo como yo
no dan el tono Ni la voz
I AM the Big boss
Brooo
Ninguno le mete
Del callejón
Yo soy el jefe
Sienten la presión cuando llegó
Si no aguantan

make the bullets go la, la, la, la, la
I make the bullets go la, la, la, la, la
Yo you looking at the face of death Gunshots make a bet
First nigga take

You may know me I’m the O.G. rebel
You may know me I invented Heavy Metal
You may know me by my first name… Devil.

And don’t be scared just dance

bitch, she like that smooth jazz
And she pay for the studio time, ain't gotta pay it back
She said she ain't never had a nigga teach her how to throw it