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She's Just a Freak

The Luniz

Operation Stackola

1995

chain on her
No free high, the hoochie couldn't find two
Even though she popped that coochie like the hole from 2 Live Crew
So if you bump into this

lampin' inside of a Mercedes
Benz with sheepskin interior
And two fifteens, and to rip means to get creamed
I'm large as a hippopotamus, trip, I gotta

Let me just spark up this wood got yo bitch feeling good 
Cus i gave her some chump change
And you can get your whole crew hanged 
Just let my mood

It's My Thang

EPMD

The Professional

1998

around the ring
I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King

[Redman]
Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock
Cops know the SL hand

Instru 1

Bout to shut down the future festival
And my future see a lot of decimals
Show you coward suckers what the tech'll do
Leave 'em stiff
Leave

Let's Get It

Black Rob

Bad Boy Entertainment: 20 Years - The Box Set

2016

might guard him
with my man's type proper
Better learn quick, cause my clique don't argue
You ain't my crew, who are you? Beat it
'fore we take off

I can never leave my niggas
Gotta keep em close

Cause these pussy niggas always
Wanna see me ghost

But hold me down
Hold me down
When it's getting

Glove
Lil Smoke
Both niggas bout 4'5
Bad bitches
On the strip
Dapped em up on the coast side
Too lit
Hit the spliff
Jiggy here
Shit was so live
Giving

than who?
I'm better than you
Better than any nigga you should speak with the crew
See you thought you was the one
But then you got stuck with the two
I

hoes, I know that they is
I get some hoes to show where you live
I know you ain't tote no pole for real
I can't trust nothin', I post on the block by

Pippen
I rep that 33
In the 3-1-2
Throwing up a lob
As I slam it for the crew
Yeah I ain't talking Columbus
There's impastas Among Us
You can call me

gone grimace
My bars go nuts
My paydays clutch
My checks stay hush
And if they don't I take em and exchange them for bucks
I'm in my zone
I'm in my lane

We still got beats

People question how we live
Question what we give
Take it to the next leave 'em
Where they can't see me
Still they judge, but they

Pop 'Em Up

U.N.L.V.

6th & Baronne

1998

Wusup! to my nigga Kel, Third Ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac Melph Calio, R.I.P. Pimp Daddy, Kilo ya with me, wusup Bryce hahahaha

Pop 'Em

Fuckin' on a thot thot
Chopper make 'em hopscotch
She cussin' 'bout a thot thot
She hotter than a Hot Pocket
These niggas faker than sci-fi
If

ain't tryna Link up
I'm at they Heads like a Crew cut
Like the president how I Maneuver
Surrounded by Several shooters
Twenty sticks They pull Up Like

board back to the booth
And it's back to the fuck boy back to the truth
Well it's back to Soul 2 Soul but I'm losing all control
Way she throw at ass back

On the Frontline

M.O.P.

Warriorz

2000

change my two step
I'm ready to rip for respect, Fizzy talk to 'em

What's the lesson you learn when the Smith and Wessun was burned
Slugs flyin you

Godzilla

Yukmouth

Best of Yukmouth

2008

temple
the land where niggas pimp hoes big
I do this for the streets of 
San Fransisco on down to South Central
my speech
too hard on the instrumental will

on the squares got paid in Atlanta

Twenty-two?s on the 2-door it sits so right
Ice tray on my wrist yeah, it shines so bright
Make moves in the day and I ball by

down from my crew
That shit is stupid
All this shit talking turned me ruthless
Love her like I'm Cupid
We live fast the way we moving
I like ass how dat

Ali

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia

2005

Kelly, but give me brain bitch, c'mon

[Chorus Two: Proof]
The name of my crew is D.. {one-two}
You got some pills in your pocket, I want.. {one too}

out war
You know I buck it when I see 'em
Shooting more like a thirst bucket in the DMs
Live long enough to know nothing
Is for free then
Not even your

tryin to make me flip on my crew
Go ahead and play hardass! live your life fast
Tryin to warn you, seem like these streets got you gassed
-i got a problem