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Fatty Girl

LL Cool J

FB Entertainment Presents: The Good Life

2001

goin'
Heeshy
(Papi tell me if
You don't feel me)
Easy, I feel greasy
When you squeeze me
(Cut de blood claat talk and
Do what ya wan' please me)

Jockey's, yeah, yeah
Spend some blood money on Rodeo, I'm too cocky, yeah, yeah
Why you mad about your cousin but he still dead, yeah?
Why you trickin'

Social subdivisions
Created by a lack of comprehension
Every single minute that passes a child is born
Someone else returns to the ground
Every drop

of mine (yeah)
No rest contest, contract to sign
By blood, I'm in this squad for life
Air out my windpipes, and I just chime
I'm the reason you guys won't

a community off the grid wid little ray ray & Pokey 

I been here watching these videos on YouTube from the AM now to the PM 

I got the Free Masons hitting me

And every time I turn around I'm on the five 'o clock news
My blood runs red but my heart is blue

'Cause I've never been wanted
Like I wanna be wanted by you

hungry, here's option one:
Drop your sword and gun and start to run!
I got the blood of a hunter, I do not give up
I ain't waiting around for when the sun

nigga ahk
I remember the day you got shot 
Almost made my heart stop 
Got hit n still let that thang pop
Only for family, my brother make a body drop 
Got

drop, I drop projects from the heart,
They from the projects and they wanna make it far
I'm on the top and I can't see I'm Ray Charles

I'm finna pound it

every day
Cosy in this getaway
Blazing rays are shining on
The sweet side of the storm

One fine morning at dawn
Haunted by a bitter song
Taught me I was

Movement 1 (The Artiface)
Every little drop of rain is holy water rolling down
Every little ray of daylight warms the fool with the renown
Nobody

Got It Twisted

Mobb Deep

Playlist: The Very Best of Mobb Deep

2013

Like MOP, nigga, I'll mash you out
If I can't get you here, swing by your house, muthafucka

Ya'll niggas got it twisted, huh?
That liquor up into

minds, wavering minds - overdue
All's overdue
Shall we hug and crystallize, or we redissolve, our love?
Shall I drop and vaporize, shed and liquefy, my

blood

Just be sure my sister
Just be sure my brother
I'm gonna stand here
Till the last drop of my blood

I'm falling in love with her at least 5 times

blood

Just be sure my sister
Just be sure my brother
I'm gonna stand here
Till the last drop of my blood

I'm falling in love with her at least 5 times

the droplets of mothers dreams
The three train is a river
Run free in Brooklyn
Fed everyday by the blood of living and dead
Gods, daughter, and sons
Dreams whet

It was the spring of 1881, when Raymond Davis Jr was forced to use his gun
Ray was quite the hunter but never had to draw human blood
That was until

minds - overdue
All's overdue
Shall we hug and crystallize, or we redissolve, our love?
Shall I drop and vaporize, shed and liquefy, my love for you?

Get Up Get Down

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise

1995

friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint 

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti 
Like the body cool  keep the strap up by the naughties

It happens under streetlights, right by all the shut-down stores
After midnight washes over this town's dirty concrete shores
I was working through

Water drops on trembling leaves 
Swifts are wheeling in the air 
Waves are crashing one by one 
Everything goes its way 
My days are fading in 
My

bills all by myself, ambitious and fly as hell
I know who I am, I own it, don't walk with bad bitches only
Ain't back with bad bitches, bad bitches in my

the deuce, like poof, let's trade
I must say, I get money, fuck ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for that tre
And I ride, for the Ye, West

Till my pine box drop down into the dirt
I'm a be by far the hottest nigga, known to the Earth
In the air, I fly, can't compare my
Swagger to another