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the time
Out in New York City
Q Tip rocked his live on Arsenio
Buckshot was the first one to
Put his in a video
MC Serch dropped a flow with his on his back

Pussy on his dash
Gonna make a mess
All on his mustache

Never hailed a Tiffy
But rubbin' on his stiffy
For a buck fifty
Cryin' in ya sweet tea
Yes, I'm

24

My crew's out to collect nuthin' but major dough
Floss around like kingpins in a rag 5-0
Can't nuthin' touch us - cause we's a
Tight-ass click

Rollin' on 20's

Lil' Flip

The Fast and the Furious Soundtrack Collection

Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off

Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a need for speed get in da truck wit me
Or we can start in the Bentley doin a buck fifty
I'm

a little rich flex
I can't wait to hop on big jets
Im in New York like I am the Mets
Hollywood Souf out now what's next
Now im that im back on the bullshit

lives
Each containing their own version 
Of the cosmic chain, cosmic threads
Like hair caught in an endless drain
Like eternity in an hourglass
Sands

money
I ain't hearing What you saying
Gotta prove to who?
Bitch that wasn't part of the plan
I just got me a call to slide to New York when I'm ready
But

Run that up Rico
I'm from da noke, yeah that's Five Four O Straight out from Willow, in  O Three move to Eight O Four
Yeah that's henrico, that's my

War

Ghostface Killah

Put It on the Line [DualDisc]

2005

at the scene live, on Channel Seven
Newsflash story, this just in, around eleven
Yellow tape scenery, barricaded the block
Patrol cars and EMS, all invaded

Learn Chinese

Jin

Room Service Presents the Combo Platter

Chinese

[Jin]
Go fuck with your head man
I know a bunch of crypts that love Redman
Blood book in New York man things done change
Stop, the chinks be

part with part of your C-Note
Sexpert, you pat your back, your hand bae when it grip pole
Harambee for a bottle, 50 niggas in da club (Harambee!)

the presents a gift
You gunna open it
Or let it sit
I can say these words
Even spit 
But if I can't take em to heart
In the past I'll live
But I don't live 
By

be down there in New York soon
Keep doing your thing
We're gonna keep building this movement

And before you know it, we'll be them niggas
We already

do what I do

I live in a city where shyt is wicked
Better go get you a gun fill that bitch with 50
Yeah you say you on your grind i hope you on your

want to live you got to say a prayer
New York welcome to my hood
I'm a show you all what's really good
Welcome to my hood
Death in the air
If you want

sleep, from New York to Wall Street Miles of
concrete that rocks without a beat

Verse II
Down town, like new years countdown
Skate and crowd around till

a minute, an' see I gets the bomb tree.
Beats by the Pound shit, it sound sick, rolex, and baguettes all.
I take this out the ghetto an' live up on top.

fucking on six bitches, got feelings for several
I’ll prolly be fifty nine by the time that I settle
Feeling the blues, feeling the blues
A million lives

Throwing punches all over the club
I'll take my shit back
King of this spot
I'ma lack if I'm not 
Top 50 rappers
Rapping with accents 
Paddling raps 
When 12

is life
If you able to live pass all da cutesy stuff
And live like
Like you got sum kinda meaning
I mean its only fitting
You wanna be apart

work out in the gym today

I got hella vibes
Please dont be surprised
Flexing on the system make em popeyes
This new revolution shall be televised
I cant

a nigga popped this bitch tryna play me like a fuckin' bum
Niggas do slides where I'm comin' from

Nigga don't get jumped by the gang in the club this ain't

Mesmerized by my fashion statement
I want heavy pockets Fuck you pay me
Fuck Up a bag I Fuck Up a bag
Splurging top dollas i needa Cash in
Diamonds on neck

You can tell by my stat line
Can't be around you
If you got bad vibes
Imma cool cat
Man it feel like
I got 9 lives
Vision got clear
I can see it now