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Was made wthe Beats By The Pound VST
Speaking of Beats, there's 1 word that
immediately rhymes with Beat, & that word

Inauguration Day

J-Zone

Music for Tu' Madre

they stood still 
To make the world a better place we gotta take action 
"So where do I start" You gotta make things happen 
Like overpopulation but

Elijah, Elohim
Oni ifa, alfa, pelu pope, won ma teriba
Mofope fun oluwa, modupe fun oluwa, mo loluwa
Bi ko ba so'luwa, ogiri sapa ma ti wolu wa
Ogi leba

NYC Street Corner Battle

Ultra

Big Time

1996

card in your fuckin life
You don't any means to make fuckin money

[thug] What? What the fuck you talkin bout mayn?

[Keith] You fuckin stupid, plantella

sucked by a nun with the soul of a whore
Superstitious like a gypsy casting a death-spell
Exhale chemtrails
Strangle you with your own entrails
14th day

i'm rack racing to the country
Taking all the back dirt roads to the money
Shit be looking pretty but im knowing it ugly
6 barrel spinning still

Dead in a Year

Street Military

Street Miliatry [EP]

twenty-one come
And at the way I'm going out, G Rapp gonna be my mother's only son
Say I never be shit, just another nigga in a pen
But I get mo' money, spend

bands on my hip (ooh, yeah)
Blowin' all these bands and you strip

I just walked to Gucci, bought that brand new bag (ooh, yeah)
Put my .40 in it,

still in 'em
Found out he was snitching and
You still hangin' with 'em
Oh No, two-fifty a 'bo three-fifty or mo'
Real shit, nigga that don't make you
Fake

"Bring Da Ruckus" shit
Only break bread with the homies that I suffered with (mo homies)
That sucker shit don't reside here
you should slide or die from

sealin' my fate
With a bag that's contained and
A feelin' that's great
Clearin' my slate it's still an escape
To a place that gets shaped by
The pills that

Cross the Border

Philly's Most Wanted

Get Down or Lay Down

2001

Yo, once the Mo start drippin
Hoes start trippin
Tell em my name Boo
You know we all hittin
But look mami
I got 3 drinks in me stuck
And I aint

Highdollaz

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

every fuckin' night, I'm on a mission
Highdolla gangbangin'

Chorus

Verse 3:

Still caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips,
I'm surrounded by

a winner
First bitch caught slippin' a
Running a binner
I wanna win it like I'm here finna get back
Trunk up by the fist will sit back
Leaving through

Foolish [Remix]

Plies

Southern Lean, Vol. 5

2008

like ha ha hahhh! Let's go

[Chorus]

They know, I'm Lo, I'm see, E-O
I'm back, for mo', you ready, let's go
Yeah! Yeahhh, come fly with me
I hear

Taco Shop

Bun B

Whut It Dew, Vol. 2

2005

dough
Ima still get mo'

-*Chorus*- repeat (2)x
I'll take you to tha taco shop(oh no oh no)
Big Chile is what I got(ching no ree)
Its cheaper than any

on the play....yeah
Ion owe naan but God...yuh
(If) yeen wit it u in my way...yuh

Sitting in the car by the Kroger...yeah
Thinking bout a game change over..,yeah
Had

what I'm seekin
Moved out the hood a couple of years ago
But still I can't let it go
Like bomb cock, it's got me comin back for mo'
Nigga, my

Damn near a hunnid 
From a couple summers 
This ain't usher money 
Steady flipping 
I need to hit a licc 
To get that usher money 

I appreciate

Willen still'n und doch erfüll'n
Ach, ich weiß, was: Skills
Skills und noch mehr Skills
Bisschen texten, spitten und flexen
Und jeden Style ausführen, bis

when your energy feels weird
Last time I think I laughed, it was last year
Made more money last month than the past year
When everything feels fake, only

devour, come fuck me in the shower
I'm the muthafucka with the
Money and the power
Get paid by the hour, ya mans looking sour
Uh, my main thang was to be

Yeah, somebody told me that
I'm an artist's artist
Took that as a compliment, yeah

Black Sheep 1 still makin'
Me a streamin' check
I got fourteen

To celebrated
Reality kept saying you're fucked, ambition saved him
Now I'm their favorite
I could have stuck to school but how was it my life i played by your