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So Fresh

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

[Intro]
Unusual suspect (unusual suspect) 
But I know these niggas (but I know these niggas).
Jim Johnson, Big D (Jim Johnson and Big D).
Ah dis

I'm Thuggin

Jay Rock

Follow Me Home

2011

criminals
All inside my videos, street niggas, here yeah go
Yeahhhh, yeah it's going down
For my niggas in them bushes with them chopper rounds
Hit

Benjamins on me for credit
If you go on this move you might get you a slice like a deli
Big choppers, I got lots of bullets and trailers
I'm a big dog, I'm

Yea 

all my niggas big dawg it’s aint no Shitzu she threw it back on that cock just like a pistol Valentino all white just like some Tissue 


Yea

I went north just like Philly
Pour that shit by the quart you know I'm fuckin' up my kidney
I been stackin' up the billes
Big ass coat I'm feelin'

Now What

Juelz Santana

From Me to U [Clean]

2003

so we could count the by the hundred stacks '99
So if you need word, then holla right back
I could sell it for cheap, 'cause I got it like that
White

Yeah, Ricko
Trap, Uh
These ain't fufu' guns
Rockin' Air Force One's
We smokin' by the ton
Big Trap gon' get him gone
This shit be blowin' up
Uh fuck,

sizzlin' with all of these felonies

Tellin' my niggas I'm ready to battle me
Chopper, go double up, don't miss the melody
Word to the whip, play to the lip,

Ah, Big Zoski, bitch
Slimey, slatt
(Lucci, how you feel? Yeah)
(Lucci, how you feel?)

I miss my nigga, that shit made me, we gon kill 'em all

round chopper, clip big on the K
Niggas talk crazy on the 'Gram every day
See the stick to me like I got a kid on the way
Fuck that, see if he can talk

A Milli

Juelz Santana

I Can't Feel My Face: The Prequel

2008

ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father, motherfuck a copper
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin'
Tell the coppers, "Ha-ha-ha-ha"

and de-Amputated
By some nigga hating
Waiving his semi till I'm waking up To the demons I'm facing
When I say he saved me please don't Try to play me
Like I am just

I dont know what made them hate me
They trying to tear me down piece by piece
But I wont let them break me
The devil getting near me he's the only

He was talking 'bout us, we gon spin his block right back again
I got snitched on by my homie, I had to cut off my friends
Me and my brodie, we was

Smoking on my joint
Why my bitch is finna OD
I don't wanna talk
I got money by my lonely
Just get to the point Bitch
You are not my homie
Just

steady running my cash up
And if it's a go I tell my niggas load up them choppers and go put that mask up
Steady running from 12 jumping the fence by

bout a job
Where I'm from by twelve years old it's stack or starve
This not fate I gotta take
No I can't give and I can't borrow
So just listen to me if

blue boys (yeah, yeah) (Bandz)

Got a pocket full of blue boys (big racks)
Got a whole lot of Glocks, got a whole lot of choppers (Glocks)
Every jugg

with Young Money, Young Money, where you at?
Like the Energizer Bunny with a battery pack
Boy, that chopper keep drumming, like brr-at-da-dat-dat

get money, ball hard
Big business, all large
So when them haters hating tell
Them hate some more
We balling on them suckers popping
On that Ace and more

Yea
(Eastside)
Yea
Uh

Onto big league, whole town around me
Swimming through the circle of life
It tryna find me, but
Nothing more to find (Find)

Okay I'm balling on these bitches I don't need an assist
I got a little bitty waist with some big ole tits
And if you wanna be my Man you gotta be

see he was there
By the time I realized, bullets was hittin the air
Just then my nigga whole neck got hit
Saw he dropped and I knew we was in some

Big bag bread size
Moving weight fed size
There's some monsters in the dark
Keep them choppers bedside
Shining like the high beam
Hotter than some