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and niggas in penitentiary suit's
I send 'em letters and money orders
And make 'em my troops
As for these females, I got no time
I gotta get mine
You cannot

automatics
Everything I send is rapid
Won't let em get the satisfaction 
Tezo why you always snappin
I don't got an answer for the questions
That y'all asking

cannot snitch)
Nigga you act like a bitch (Bitch)
No bitch you can't get no pic (Nah)
Nigga don't ask for no pic (Nah)
You know I'm talkin my shit (Talkin

I do I swear it's ether
Bitch you niggas can't see me I swear I feel like John Cena
No you cannot see me, I'm ahead of the traffic
You not even near

Walking Disaster

Sum 41

Underclass Hero

2007

underground
A shallow grave I
Have dug all by myself

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I

wrong
And if it is, what gives, because they can't be that strong
I say we take 'em by surprise, camouflaged and disguised
Make 'em run for their lives,

Great John on the beat, by the way
Live by the gun, you die by the judge,  nigga
Shooter get, shooter get shot
Yeah, you know that? Huh? yeah

Uh huh
Mirage and truth
Can't wait to go to Heaven man
Yeah

As I look all around and I gaze at creation
The beauty in society, the pure infatuation

to know a chump got wrapped by the prenup
Know a couple chaps got wrapped by a female
Me i can't do that get back no subpoenas
Got a bubba on my wrist it

don't know what to say
It's ok I'll be fine even though
I've been losin' my mind
This shit gets so twisted
I wish I could just forget all my crimes
No

Pies

Wiley

Pies

2004

food till the body gets red
And I won't feed myself until I'm full up
Full up to the dance, get paid that's a pie
Movin' skunk by the kilo that's

got the Midas Touch
Just when I push some buttons
Ha
If you try your luck gang gon' get to bussin'
Who knew I would be the one
Cause I ain't see this

bear
I'm smokin gas you can't hear me clear
All eyes on me i'm 2 pac
Niggas gettin harrased by the cops fuck the police
Police pull up at every block
She

interrupted
Shut the hell up John, stop drinking All this cash on table, you need to check the count

Can't even understand this English, influenced by the 40

is all I am
And I am it

God is King, we the soldiers
Ultrabeam out the solar
When I get to Heaven's gates
I ain't gotta peek over
Keepin'

Throw Your Hands in the Air

Raw Fusion

Live From the Styleetron

1991

suspicious
"Aiyyo John, what's up with these bah-bies?"
He said, "I just can't know, I just met em"
And then I heard "Get em!"
I looked up, a forty-five at my

I Know What Girls Like

Jay-Z

In My Lifetime, Vol. 1

1997

The price was like 8 digits, a long way, shit
Got the beachfront view, V 1-2
Cop you one, cop me one too
On the place, jet ski's parked by the lake
No

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Hip Hop: The Collection, Vol. 2

2005

to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some

Adventurous, dangerous

No one will ever be the same as us
I crave your touch, can't explain the vibes
But it's what is more than love
What's love

Love's more

Dope Dick

Rick Ross

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

Money, Geto Boys and Underground Kingz
Wrote the rules on how to ball without a bodyguard
Learn to move or get hit with the John Gotti charge
I pray you

Or delusional please quit the beats
And retreat to the cubicle
You can't get there from here
You must've lost your mind!
I mean, those rhymes
They were fine for

for me without any clothes
Just as long as I keep her warm
She told me that anything goes
How could I say no
To what she asking me for
Threw on clothes

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit