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nobody listen to the lyricism no more
You play too much Jay-Z, and watch the kids get bored
You need a dance track to get em all hooked at first.
So when

the whip on his ass I ever catch Z-three
Fuck the press I see him drop a four put him beneath
Everyday I'm trying to up the score get on my creep
Niggas

Mongolz sign artists like bosses
Marathon flows more tours than Armstrong  
Did dope or Jay in Paris
Parties by Pharris Phil and Nate
I said we eaten like

No jay z I got the blueprint
I just been plotting scheming with the bros
Everyday I glow no blooming
Know we be smoking flowers by the O
Matter fact

light 
Knighted by the Kings of Kings, before I had  99 problems like I’m Jay - z 
Now I’m in Stu getting lazy, 
I be getting breezy with it 
Going crazy

wanna get struck by fuckin' thunder and not twice
3 or 4 times that's how different we are
See (C) I kill MCs or leave 'em in (N) the (D) ER
That is

to be amazing
You be my Beyoncé
I be your jay - Z
Emi ni Danjumahdablack
Mo ti hustle tire now baby am back
Ti o ba Koja street better watch your back

Do them all in one night
And pass out in the floor
Wake up at 7 am still high
From the night before
My life should've ended
By the time I hit line four

Stop playin' with me, stop playin' with me bitch, stop playin' with me
I'm like the B.G.'z I'm gat totin'
By this time it's the bulldog barrel smokin'
I

shows together, you was right there for everyone
Every time it's time to go to war, you right there on the front
I got a call, Salay died, shot by a cop

My Crew

A+

Love, Peace & Nappiness

1997

soon be makin'
and once I break then I'ma show my peeps that I'm not fakin'
See my man Pop or Die from the block
niggas wearin' reverse as we handle

that way
Out in Brooklyn they say I'm the new Biggie or Jay
All my Cubans about a Kilo in weight
I be boomin' all these niggas that hate
Girl you fuckin'

Thugg Niggaz

Geto Boys

Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

1998

fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword

Make Em Bounce

Easy Mo Bee

Now or Never: Odyssey 2000

2000

stash
{Niggaz} want me around, you a pain in the {ass}
All day e'ryday on the block crazy homey
You a Flavor Flav clock, I'm a Jay-Z Roley
You Death

stop my songs from hitting
I'm not like these other niggas I don't need no mixing
I jus pop out inna studio and spit it how it's written
And my nigga kay

got issues
But I think that I could solve a lot of them with a pistol
Pop a couple pussies like pimples it's really too simple
Bullets by your head hear

Asshole By Nature
I see you motherfuckers just determined
To make a nigga get on y'all ass
Roach ass motherfuckers
I don't know what to do with
You

and Reebok's,
Stacking too much loot to squeeze in a shoe box,
Saving, he promised his mom'z a crib in Atlanta,
And his pops got killed through debt, he was

nigga, you could cross the town
Put the squeeze on the haters, ain't no need to clown

[Rappin 4-tay]
None of the homies got pop
None of the spots got

Flooded rollie nigga cant tell the time
I served a split at the four way at nine
Spin the blocc and jays tryna make my tires shine
Cut the dog food with

forbes
Shawty neva met a nigga like me
Sponsored by dem checks no nike
2020 i ain't going for no shit
2020 Jay focused on his clique
2020 i'm showing love

a hole that you chose by far
Now look at me, I'm on the Gram arguing with pop stars

I'm just a kid trying to make ends meet
Zara said watch my mouth when

Whoops
I forgot my court date
Eating mango sorbet
I'm sweet like a shortcake
Four Twenty-Three is the birthday
Missing out by three days
A stoners

toss me the rock
I get off my block
Yo look at me Herbstreit
Big Ten champs
Yeah we coming for the natty
Trace McSorley by my side
He fake that read