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(Club)
Smelling like bud 
I'm getting green, it's tall like a Milwaukee Buck (Buck)
She wanna cuff
But, she showing me and the gang way too much love (Too

Hustlin'

Master P

The Best of C-Murder

2005

sawed off 
I'll knock on ya door and shoot ya motherfuckin' head off 
See murder a real fuckin' natural born killah for realah my nigga 
I'm badder

me
Fake love why they gotta show me
When I'm Stoney yeah I post by my lonely
I get the cheese macaroni
And I get the guap guacamole
Diamonds balling

(I’m Working on Dying) woo, woo, woo, woo

Fill up my cup, ew
(yeah) , fill up my cup, ew (yeah)
Fill up my cup, ew
(yeah) , fill up my cup, ew

Once upon a time, rhyming, working at part time
Designers pricing it too high, im just trying to be fly
categorized, closet full of Louis, cuz da

Our Daddy liked George Jones, Haggard and Buck Owens,
Momma liked the Eagles and The Beatles and the Rolling Stones.
When I was just a little kid, I

hating the fact
I be smoking on the weed to relax
Love her body cause she keep it intact
Now I'm sneaking in the key on the mat
You'll be mine by the end

But its hard when you feel like a loser
I'm just tryna win
Yeah that's why I choose her
She been here by my side
She been my ride or die
Always knows

the bridge and tunnel vision

I try to school these bucks but they don't wanna listen
That's the reason the system makin' its paper from the prison
And that's

Why you all in my face, you
Ain't even in my circle dawg
You ain't even in the loop
I'ma wild out till I'm through
How 'bout it

How 'bout we hit

the winner, eyh
And please father god, There's so much I don't know
(But) Jesus's your heir I know, And I'm your son I know

Earth loser's heaven winner, eyh

A Report To The Shareholders / Kill Your Masters

Run the Jewels

Run the Jewels 3

2017

Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen
But the flow is a burning wind, blowing to your coast and
Now in cages 'cause we

to make a buck I ain't tryin' to get stuck
So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I don't give a fuck
It's all about respect Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy,

thinner Manage to be a loser before I became a winner

There was a pass through my mind, so I'm thinking Heavy bottles crossed the table, I was drinking

Lonely (super lonely)
I loathe romancing in itself yea I'd be damned to try
I'm only dancing by myself so I don't slam my Irish buck
Compostable cups

grown by the hands of a younger man

I won't be so quick to give away
What's left of my youth
But I've learned that needs change with age
And I'm changing

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

The Best of Westside Connection

2007

I say itchy citchy
Niggas get bitchy bitchy cause they heard of ah
Natural born murder-ah
I'm like Frankenstein is spanking time
Laying in

Peanut butter seats
Whenever I'm in traffic
Shawty say she diggin me
She think I'm attractive
I like the way she threw that ass
You know it's natural

All

I'm in her tummy, huh?
No, no, not no tummy tuck, don't give no fucks, don't give no fucks (Bitch)
This not no Giannis, get a Buck
Hard work don't need

When I say itchy citchy
N****s get b****y b****y cause they heard of ah
Natural born murderer
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin' time
Layin' in

and forfeit it
You have Robux (loser)
I have real bucks (uh huh)
Gimme the deluxe, 'cause I am

Maximillion, it's the way I make a million
Civilized civilian, I

I Wanna Be

Adelitas Way

Home School Valedictorian

2011

I wanna be the one that's catching all the luck
Sitting on a mountain of a million bucks
It's time I get a taste of the Hollywood life
Sleeping

my life by
Know there a heaven see it in time
I'm on this pine, such a natural high

And the weed go a nigga lifted
And we got a couple more in

gonna slide
Baby hold the gat, put that shit by your side
I'm on one, so lil bitch don't kill the vibe
We smoke strong, got me floatin' in the sky
And
I