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Wall to Wall

Busta Rhymes

F.I.L.A

2015

to walk

Clear view, dark tints, hustle by the park bench
White top, blue tops, niggas I don't call friends
('Til they called it love)
Called my niggas,

of soft
Everybody know it all
Nobody followin' protocol
The money's only good 'til you blow it all
Stacking ever since
Guliani knocked John Gotti

Symphony in X Major

Dr. Dre

Man vs Machine

2002

of my head
I never sleep so they bloodshot red
Yo we so far ahead of our time
If we can stop life and press rewind
You still wouldn't catch up 'til 2K

Jumped in this shit I wore a mask for when it stormed
Put yo feeling in that Glock n**** blow em
He get up then red dot where you going
Keep it up

just get it out 

Whistles blow and the torches glow, can you see it in your head 
A final fix and then one last pick before it all turns red 

Pretty,

Running on Fumes

Upchurch

King of Dixie

2017

A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go
Just hope that my dreams ain't running on fumes
But if they are I'll let 'em run till the smoke blows too

in paths of escape 
For the sin is the futility of giving in to fellow man

To kill is the mortal sin as given to seers by their dogma 
But what is

ready they ready we ready
We ready we ready

Rip jeans and my polo HCO be that logo
Wheat timbs not laced up nauti fresh by the boat load
Red head red

blow the whistle like a referee

Can I get a hit from all my ladies?
I got Louis on my laces
I need the AP or the Daydate, yeah
Send, on a way, we

Wheel of Fortune

Hans Zimmer

Music from Pirates of the Caribbean I, II, III: Never Trust a Pirate

2007

the moon above.
And a whale of a tale, 
It's all true, 
I swear by my tattoo.
There was Mermaid Minnie, met her down in Madagascar.
She would kiss me,

Ya my bitch bangs red
Throw it back when we in bed
Got that red beam put it on yo head
Poppin pills gettin benny bills
Ya my bitch bangs red
Throw it

a waste
I couldn’t wait
Trading my time in for money id always be broke by the day
What a disgrace
Wasting my paper on Gucci and Louis all up on my waist

get got!
Goofy's thirsty you ain't ready, you won't survive by twenty shots

I just up my fifty, shoot right at his fifty
Blow his top, I know

a nigga every time red handed
Trying to get more near the top shelf
Oh shit oh shit
Moved by the ocean coast shit
Detroit native native
But Im out in LA lit

all my digits
I'm gettin' money by the minute
And if my opps tryna run up on my brothers then we finna pay em a visit
Pushin' the gas, no limit
I got

Love
Precious shock just like a candle
I don't see just how I act though
Precious shine just like a candle
I won't see just like a red light

Love

Give It Up Fast

Mobb Deep

Hell on Earth

1996

all over the blimps 
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning 
From ? and prima, loads of women rockin' linen 
I got a plan to blow

come in,
said the wolf.
No, no, by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin,
said the little pig.
Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!
cried

you kidding
I ain't trippin' bout a band
My mind always on the millions
Never move without a plan
Avoid to play the middleman
In Miami chillin' by

the realest nigga at it for a lil now
But just wait until I blow i bet they’ll know wow
And Imma get myself a mansion out in SoCal
Everyday on my grind
I just

the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon
(Bitch, I'm back out-)

Yeah
To the left of that

blow stupid daily

Made nigga
So their petty hating don't phase me (Nah)
Ten blunts of Gangsta got my eyes extra lazy
Fast money, so I kick it tough with

wait
Walk in and blow when I step in it
I'm from the P and I'm repping it
Seen it with me that's a definite
That was your chick, better check on it
I

hoochie, dressed down in Louis
Brand new ass, niggas wanna feel my booty
My life is a movie, I'm the star, for certain (yeah)
City Girls the reason y'all