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like me a don 
F**k up all a 100g a day mi deven plan 
Some man nuh ovastan, I guess dem only know mi song 
Put a gran pan yuh head a couple man a lef di

highschool
come in here and talking shit
We'll put you in the ground lil nigga I know these bullets win
You wanna talk to me
Get the gloves il see you in

make your gang run Uh, bitch
We'll put that shit aside, we ain't talkin' bout the rest of this
Call my gun my baby, me, I bet they finna run from him
Got

with my swing look at what you made me do
Goin Physcho in the stu
Cuz ion think they hearing me
If you ain't put the earth into it's orbit aint no fear

from, that's where they raised me
And I still got dawgs in the hood that's pulling capers
Still trap out the station (Out the station)
Feds, we gotta

What's Beef?

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
I put my key, you put your key in, money we'll be seein'
Will reach

I had to make room
Nigga too high put his head up on the moon
Check after check bitch you know what come next
Go invest in a pack i need a hundred

The record is playing the crowd is moving
Pump up the bass in the place
Party people, no time to waste
No matter how fast you walk I am faster
Don't let me get

OUT JUST KNOW
ITS ME , RUN DOWN GOT EM DOING THE RUNNING MAN , LOOK AT EM RUNNING FAST AS YA CAN EATIN GROUND SHOOT EM
IN HIS HAND , STAND OVER HIM MAKE

Chorus
Yo we puttin in this work/ we put 'em in the dirt/ the pastor still preachin/ all up in the church Pallbearers put your fuckin body in

I Want to Be Free

Too Short

I Want to Be Free [Cassette Single]

1992

might earn respect
But the OPD found it hard to accept

I got jacked by the [unverified]
Face down on the ground, keep my hands in sight
Put

tec, hold five hundred rounds
556. yeah, I put him in the ground
Big sixteen, not what

Ayy, big sixteen, not what
Big sixteen, not what
I said, big

shoot boy I don't aim
100 rounds in the clip I just spray shit
Give a fuck who I hit boy they with you
You was talking all the shit nigga tissue
Put ass

and 'Chine Gun was packing dimes
Coke spot, I had at least 100 and a line
Sell another brick and we copping twin fives (skrrt)

Ayo, out in Daytona, Rolex

Midnight falling, sunrise closing in on me
All my senses tell me I must agree with
Crazy people, with crazy minds
Have I said too much?
Did I put you

God and
Said come get it back in blood
Is that me saying I'm evil or
Nothing more than excuse?
I been living for twenty-three years and
Still ignoring

of siren's
As he lay there on the ground
Then old Rex opened up his eyes
And nodding gave me one last shaky grin
Looks like he got to ride em one last time

Doe Rae Me (Hailie's Revenge)

Eminem

Straight from the Lab

2003

pushed on
Put your ear to the ground for stepping on bush stones
What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggas?
Roll like a boss, in the streets

off
(That's if I fall off, can't fall off)
(That's if I fall off, can't fall off)
(That's if I-) yeah

I come from the worst side, put in work all

Judo
Yea
We only going to sleep when we get money
We only beefin' in person these niggas don't want it
You only ridin' with me if you tottin' 100
You

Un Casa

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity [Clean]

2003

It's a shame how I rap so bananas, it's Mr. Two-Gun un
Mother fuckers better cock back them hammers
You might catch me in the drop blowin' pop wit

nah, he ain't got it on
We catch him out of bounds, weak camp, they hit the ground
Got guns in every city for smoke that's out of town
Forever load

her, uh
Brand new money
Run up on me, chopper hoppin' like a bunny
I don't walk it, I run it
Keep it one hundred
Headshot, headshot, drive-by in a Hummer

Homeboy in the fed, a hundred twenty months (ten)
He be down by three, get out a couple months

I gotta quit fucking with you
I can read between