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Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

Project

Turk

Young and Thuggin'

2001

nigga gon' give you shit, get it for yourself Gettin' played like a junky, disrespected by hoes Flip 'til you can't flip no more for yourself Gotta get

Kept the mansion in Jersey for the May weather
Still copped a new mansion in Vegas by Mayweather (woo)
Coupes truck, yeah several, slip me, ain't never

take off in a rocket woah
Look at my neck water like some tropics woah
And these haters mad that they can’t stop it woah
I got some ice just like

My World

Kid Cudi

Man on the Moon: The End of Day [Clean]

2009

Hello 
Yeah,
Lil' homie in the room, in, in the room boy, on the moon
(had had no one)
No one to hang out with, talk that s*** to
Just my little

on my own
Young niggah was a jit
Had a nit for this music shit
Tryna flip a penny to a whole damn brick
You see me now I’m grown
A lil niggah grown
A lil

Mad rich, ain't nan to get you murked, lil' nigga, Pluto
I was in the field with all the junkies and the scammers
Gucci had the tote, look like I got

still fill up with seeds
Back to back blowing I couldn't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the Ps
I can't believe I got caught with them

with, have an affair with
? flip me the digits, to the hip and the phone flip
Said she had to split, hopped in the whip, headed up the strip
Probably had

that's payback
I got em mad dats payback
Pent house suite I stay at 
VIP hoe stay back
You don't want smoke I brag I boast
Haters on my dick I hope you

still so lit
Lost your chance to win sober so you roll it
Take your words flip them like cards bitch you folded
The sound of the gun
Fires off the race I

from my trap house
Laughin to the bank you haters still don't make a damn sound
Yo bitch want the dick I'm Scrafty, pull up with my pants down
Yo bitch

blowing
Aye, don't be mad Lil homie, go get you some paper
Just know there's levels to this shit, it's always gon' be haters
My niggas grind every day,

why you hating on that ahh love to see a hater
Get mad like yah sorry I ain't mean to go brag but that
Beamer go fast and I barley touched gas on god I

Bad blood, in my city they show mad love
(yeah)
I ain't rocking with no bad blood (yeah)
Every city, they show mad love, yeah
Bad blood, in my city

She fuck with the jocks she don't fuck with the nerds
Better than me, man that shit sound absurd
I see a hater and flip em a bird
We bouta blow I can

ain't naming em friends
I be one hunnit with the fam I ain't tryna pretend
I mean it's 1 motive I can't even add
Saucin' got them haters mad
Chasing bands

kitty cats
You mad about sum p*ssy not my fault that i already tapped 
If she ugly but she thick bet she get hit from the back 
If she pretty with no a**

straight to the bucks
Can only be mad at myself if I got none
Can only be mad at myself went and got some
A whole lot of funny business going on
But one

to organ donor
She rock the thong I want told take that lil shit off
Way in whipping round the corner bitch I might just flip the car
Lately I been sippin

put my mind to all these haters dissin' (Haters dissin')
He say he want smoke, he gon get smoked, I'm on a mission (On a mission)
All these hoes mad cuz

playing but you believed it, hater please get off my dick
Fuck you asshole, you a bitch, just got stabbed by a damn witch
Killed the op, he was a snitch,

that I'm on the rise you haters can't be around now

Don't hit my phone we ain't coolin', no time to fake it
I was sittin' in them cell by my lonesome

Money on my mind so I grind for that Paper
Just got car washed up for haters
Speakers on blast hit the gas see you Later
Looking so fresh special