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hoe when I come 'round
She gon' get missing by sun down
She smell da guap like a bloodhound
I hit that bitch wit the run around

Run it up 
I got my

wit the blue tips
Naw I aint trustin nun these niggas they got loose lips
Hop out wit that stick dis aint no drive-by get yo crew flipped
Get rid

Put that shit on
Boy know I got drip
I'll take your hoe
And her friend on da trip
We sell a bow
Bust it down by the zip
Play with da four
I'm up off

Niggas Like Me

Steady Mobb'n

Black Mafia

1998

money don't play no time 

Yo hoe big fine, torture line 

Them niggas don't trip they respect yo mind 

Excute us to see ya, follow the leader

Boss Up

Esham

Repentance

2003

[Chorus]
Boss up, don't get me crossed up
We like to drink the sauce up
Toss money at the bar and floss up
Boss up, y'all know who's the nicest
I'm

Why do I come and talk to you
Because I enjoy it
I like the sound of my own voice
I'm interested in what I'm talking about
And I get paid for it

make a nigga break
When he get money all day

Cut You Off You in the Way
Shorty out here dead weight

Where you play is where Lay
I be on dat savage shit

Niggas want smoke just say dat
Niggas want war want pay back
Pussy nigga I don't even play dat
By next year I'll be in a Maybach
Caught him lacking

Fuck it let's give em a hunnit
Everyday wake up get straight to the money
My bro told me run it
Watch how I run it
I got the formula these niggas

Hit you wit dat Bamadon

Poppin' and she droppin'
Down the pole, down the pole, down the pole
I'm throwin' all my money
I got mo, I got mo, I got mo
I'm

If I couldnt be settle that's negative energy damagin body and mental and soul
If she hoe ima let the bitch go I ain't stringin
No woman for nothin

hadda get up
I see my den you kno dat it’s up
I treat dat beef like good eats and I crush
Know what it is u get hit it’s off bucks
Get Your issue bitch I

right not playing my songs
Rich is right
Never been da one dat like to fight
I'm over night taking trips to another sight
I know I'm vibing by myself

janky shit wit u
Peep wit a leg come around and they not on your line
You would act like a hoe wit your issues
Peep how you get around certain mfs now

to him, was all a blur

Was this his chick? I give no shit
I got this bitch here with us
And we holdin' dat' hoe ransom
He said okay how much
Million pounds

We on the time dat you onnn no it won't be long no it won't be long

Full of drugs come through swerving
We crash the party
An they know him by lil

best friends know me
When I'm scooping you up they a all joe me
I keep a pole
No they won't hoe me
If we ever break up we can be homies
Hit up da trap

partna’, in touch with the choppa

I got the dropper it look like the copper’s

Money don’t die gotta bag full of lobsters

Told bro to chill, if he ain’t

enenamah
The z pack
Results back
(Now can you get it up)
Gotta nose that grows to reflect what you spit hey mr legit
Got a hoe who knows your specs and that

they lie, deny, and try to justify
Well you can run, but ya can't hide
Can't get away with murder, or your lies
Cuz karma catches up to everyone, in time

What would you doooo
If you was in them trenches and all by yaself Nigga what would you do
What would you dooooo
If you fumbled that bag and couldn't get

on the double cup
Use to forget us, they tryna fuck wit us
Yea I'm getting to the money
Busy counting up this paper
Hella bad bitches with me
Got Q rolling up

I promise that we locked in, we don't know minimum wage, hoe
Think I need some sage Lo, got these niggas shakin' up
Know we get to popping like

probeerde je al een tijdje te klemmen
Jij was de reden dat ik money weer spende
Voor jou doe ik alles ja ik wil je verwennee
Please kan je mij nu nu die lobi