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Keep it on my lap with the racks nigga

The clock ticking I'm itching on a solo mission
20 In the trap I kill a op if a nickel missing
Stunting in this

on they wishlist
Cut her off now she throwing a fit
She tried shooting again and I sent it
When it come to this money I get it
Wilding out ima pick up

hear me? Fuck Maxo, Crip, Fuck Maxo)

Must be forgettin' I'm the same one from the trenches
Started makin' rap money, niggas started actin' different

cold, think I need a sweater
Damn, she wanna suck, I'ma let her, yeah
All of this dick's what I fed her
Got all this money, I'm makin' the cheddar
Teach

Universal and WEA
Only four labels in the music industry bruh
All radio controlled by two companies
Just two rap magazines
Read between the lines
Hip-hop used

Millionaire, still got the strip locked
Uh (hahahaha)

I was-I was dreamin' 'bout this wealth, even when I'm with them shooters
Got the nina by my belt,

Strictly This Game

RBL Posse

An Eye for an Eye

1997

to.(Strictly this game)

Verse 2 *(Black C)*

This rap game is what I'm talkin bout
I'm makin clout
And got G's in my bank accout
So what you thinkin bout?

mission
I fit the description
Tell me how you gonna battle mind
Last that i heard you were not in prime
Got left on the curve,
You were not aligned,
This is

take me for 
N***a I met bout 2 months ago
In a gaming store  
Say he needed 2 oz's 
I hung up quick n***a say no more 
I'm on the way...
Thing about it,

mental
But it's cool, I'm spending trying to hit two
Finna put my anger in this
Finna put my anger in these missiles
Finna put my anger in the booth
Step

the same 
I cried tears but I can't undo things 
Money and time spent
Taught me refinement
c contract needs heart not just some signing 
cnd things can go

this the remix

We back on our bullshit
Been about 2 years, thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me, call me trash like algae
Gotta

Lock-N-Load

L-Burna

Thug By Nature [Clean]

2001

Thug finest runnin' through the mind 
And, nigga don't pint the science behind the violence 
Call me that mighty rebel makin' moves in silence 
Livin'

She know that I'm all about my buisness 
Getting to the Bicuits
I been on a mission 
89 pistons 
Ion do no dissing 
That's money that I'm missing 
I

haze on me
Going by Blaze, way before I got blazed
Going through the maze like a nigga know his way - I'm
Walking with a limp like a nigga hold the K, I

off the leash when they running with a beast
How the fuck you ever think you could check me, dawg?!
Doc Holliday and I'm packing two glocks
Pop a dozen

make commas by the hour
I'm a terrorist with this drip
I got on this Louis bomber
Move the bag before it land, I'm a monster
Easy money

forget it
Y'all just can't admit I'm winning
Y'all just can't admit I'm spitting
Talent given, now I'm fitting
In the game, money getting
I ain't quitting,

like a triathlon 
Trunk in the front like a mastodon 
Stay on one blame it on the GO 
They be like Dolla you be wildin I say yeah I kno
Ima get it in by

lazy (Yeaaaa!)
I'm still pumping like I used to (Used to!)
We hit that two step, then the avenue (Gahhhhh!)
King Skie really gah dam wavy (Yeaaaa!)
Get

Bro just won the war
Been burnt your dog
We call him quarterback
We the type of dawgs
Beat up the box
Then send your daughter back
Two or 20 bricks

Climbing

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Colton Grundy

2004

grinding, I made it three feet
And I got three feet to go
Cause been six feet under from a long time ago
Me and Colton Grundy, bloody money
Now I climb from

the recipe from
The Times you’re makin'
And can you teach me how to sift real slow?
Well, I know that you're in pain again
'Cause I saw you slip in the kitchen

(Yo Lil’Traffic, you ready bro?)

Yeah man turn me up a bit

(And 5,4,3,2,1)

Fuck people, fuck fame, and fans

I can make it if I just believe it

I