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Hard to breath, the air's been stolen
Without my suit, bruised and swollen
It's hot as Hades
He ain't in a moon
'Cause hanging out with you is like

Woman to woman
Ain't that the same thing you would've done

Woman to woman
Now should I just step aside
And let her take what's rightfully mine

up? *bang*

Now take it to the rapper, claimin to be dapper then
the Dresta, smoother then a bitch but Dre's a rollin
gangster, ain't broke a law in yer

Trying to see what he be on
Ain't nothing but a peon
Serving out like Elon
And you know what I be on
Staying up with ten four
Can't keep up my tempo

off 
Like ain't no falling off 
Shorty she lick my balls and all
Right through my draws and all 

She wanna slide she wanna ride come 
Catch this vibe

Fly

Lil Wayne

The Sound of Revenge

2005

hand ain't got no time for them
Damn! How you supposed to see the time when them
M & M-sized diamonds lay right beside the hand
Chamilll, Rasaq,

front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy wear
Glock on my side - you know we ain't gettin' checked at the door
Get outta line, we leave a nigga brains

Planet of the Apes

Earthling

Radar

1995

daddy's games turn baby to a whore?

Quetions spinning and ringing like a bell
The living ain't easy when you're living in hell
Quetions spinning

streets ain't loyal
I got the game from my brother
I used to look up to my cousin
Said you got to have a few hustles
And you might as well stack them

So whatchu sippin, pour me up
'Cause I ain’t had enough
Break it, twist it, roll it up whenever life get tough
Color don’t mean nothing 'cause

We can get gangsta if y'all take it to that
Y'all niggas ain't no killers y'all niggas some rats
East East we ain't scared hoe we feeling like pat

not working’ somehow
Used to be a Hustler
Shooting guns making dollars
Used to be a Guzzler
Smoking’ pots sipping hollow
Now all this money ain’t

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy,

It ain't all righteous
Sat alone at the seaside
Take me back, everything felt right
Lost and alone, every night

I just need a new high (yeah)
Where

Gimme a reason
Why I shouldn't slay
Ain't got no reason
Then I'm finna slay
Gimme a reason, gimme a reason
Why I shouldn't slay, why I shouldn't slay

here to beat the rabies
I talk before I walk, yeah project baby
Tote up them 80's, it ain't got no safety
Put down my statement
Cause I was stripping

Living by the minute with a second to go
I've got a lot of stories but I ain't got nothing to show
There's nothing to show

Every move I've made

Fuck it we getting money now
Yeah
It's Take
Chillann

Fuck it we getting money now
Ain't it funny how
Niggas change
Bitches change
Rearrange
Hopped

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
We in love
She pop X and I blow O's
She wanna have yeah I know
Half of these hoes they just want me for money yeah I know
Ain't

Lets Go

Big D

Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets

2004

And all get all loud but that ain't my style (what?)

Now, he who he gonna get and what he gonna do
Run up on me if he want to
Out there impressin' his

Off a couple dranks
I’m just tryna maintain
Took a shot now I can’t feel my face
Numb to the pain like I took some nova Cain
You should know it ain’t

on the internet fronting like they really got it all
How the hell you a trapper & got bows and ain't even got them off
Niggas don't even know how It really feel

This pain ain't worth the money
It ain't worth the cheques
I can't take this shit
I might break my neck
I been stressed out lately
My life's

can do
You know
You're like the next Michael Jackson
Don't nobody know
That Joseph is going to be the next Michael Jackson
Because you ain't presented