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Your a bad lil thing 
Right hand my hitta 
Your the beach no sand
Your the real go figure 
Laced up untied 
Either way your mine
Your the fuel

track, got your bitch up in the front
And y'all manz a dead nigga, you gotta put up in the blunt

Nike ski mask yo gon never catch us bare face bitch we

without a Bezel
Fucking on ya' thot, She keep feeling on my sweater uh
Yeah your girl real washed up man
I told her dont touch the leather
And I feel like

Maniac in the Brainiac [From Bulworth]

Ice Cube

Bulworth the Soundtrack

1998

you ain`t
It`s like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball

So it`s your life, not mine n****, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your

this money
Every hour couple stack
Making millions by the month b
Hold up
Heat beat it til i swell up
He eat it til it numb up
Hands around my neck
Got

long, I pray my life long
But if it ain't, it's all gravy like the rice gone
She sittin' on this D like you sittin' on your iPhone
And I'll beat it up

sitting on top my shoulder
I put that boy out just like a pill
Hi-Tec gon cost me a lil (yeah)
Hi-Tec gon cost me a lil
Pour up the line just to feel
Had

What's hannenin?
I'ts your boy Lil Jon! (PT cruisa)
Aww BME CLICK! Well uh huh!
You know I keep with this crunk shit nigga!
(yeah) which side be

following whatever is right in front of you
Here's what I call a helping hand, here's how I'll help you do it:
With whatever you apply your attention to is

there
Show these hoes the way,  stay out the way, get to the bread

Yeah, I mean it if I say it
Ain't got nothin' to do bout' the way you feel up in your

Get Buck in Here

Diddy

Get Buck In Here [Digital Single Clean]

2007

You're the type to make me grip that handle
Lick shots in the air, bustin' at random

Hold up, hold up, yo yo yo yo
It's your boy Lil? Jon, right
It's

what they all say
Live life, that's what they all say
Some sleep and never wake up
Put the mack tee lips and
I ain't talkin bout make-up
Bullet in your

stand by the door

Couches garages, yea I drove the farthest Lil nigga
Yea I went the hardest Lil niggga
My dawg put your dawg in a swisher
Better hold

Call Ticketron

Run the Jewels

Run the Jewels 3

2017

a target
Kids cook s'mores off the crotch of our targets
Kumbaya bitch
Bucker up lil' trooper
You can't get past me, I'm stuck in the future
The shit

Put the dressing on it
Put the sauce on it
Make the chain a lil thicker
Put a cross on it
Said who I'm supposed to throw the hands with
Bro we would pop

I be fucked up, you got me fucked up Put your hands on me, I'ma show you how I
cut up, aye lil' nigga, I'm like, what up
Heard you got some heart,

You in anything less
You better put em up quick
See me balling through the hood
Like I hit another lick
I had to tell em I'm the truth
All the rest

40
These big ass diamonds round my neck, I got your lil bitch horny

My fault lil young nigga, yo bitch told me that you was corny
She tried to put

Is it masonic for your vice
To take it's toll?
The remote control is taking control
Lift up the doors
That Lamborghini I wanted come with a
Dumb ass

a minute I tell her keep it tight
Aint nothin funny how im staccin all this money
Tell him put it right inside of my hand
I wanna study every inch on your

around like I got a 36" chain

Bitch we be that shit that's right
Light a flare put your thumbs in the air high five
I came for the stash box gimme

Hands down
Bitch 
Put your
hands down
Known around 
My city 
Im a p 
And I stand out
Man down 
Bitch
We put your
 mans down 
put him 
in the dirt

Say she want a threesome, tell me because, she like all these girls
Say she want to see one, lil' rerun, do it by herself
Running back to me huh, I

yes) 
Say (oh yes, wait a minute mister, mister, mi-mi-mi-) 
This the jam, yep 
Put your hands up 
And just (wave) 
And just (wave) 
Ayy (oh yes)