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Bet Ya Man Can't (Triz)

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

Blam!
Bang bang baby!
Yeah, Terror Squad style
Trizzie, check it out now

Yo, I'm rated X in sex, I flex like Lex Lugor
So who's next to get

Been seeing some dark nights yeah
Bitch tell a motherfucker WHY yeah
Been through enough tough times yeah
Been through it with you by my side yeah
Go

looping ultra-high-res flatulence, each sample lovingly
Given its own channel, curated by exquisite taste and effects changed, then you need to
Get up

every cent, Doesn't turn out to what you spent
If I say that it's impugn them (?)  If we set out to impugn them (?) 
They are so easily influenced
By

It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning
Space heater tappin' out, there goes my saving grace 
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
A danger to myself, I'm my

Master of shape-shifting
Seamless drifting

Shining spotlight
Screaming mobs and stage fright
You get it right

Building a new zion
Golem II: the bionic

They say healing's not linear
But I'm not particular
Bout the route to recovery
As long as I get there someday
But can't seem to find any way

It's

where it got us
Two years of silence, look where it got us
Thought I was over your smile but I’m back to square one
Tripping and trying to avoid your

round, this ain't a play ground
Feel like Ken Griffey bitches get hit every day now
Mixing lean n the weed damn I'm crossed up
Thought you could get over

naughty
You looking over
I know that you ain't sober
We shoulda take it slower
But I feel so tempted
By all these temptations
Me vuelves loca
No se si es tu

a whole lotta talent but shit I'm the best here
Ain't no help get it done by my lonely and they don't promote me but still gotta play this
Suck a dick if

We Be Clubbin'

Ice Cube

Breaking Bank

1998

dumping 
We just bumpin' and bangin' 
Like it ain't nothing wrong 
Get ya club on (We be clubbin') 
Ah, we be clubbin'(we be clubbin') 
Yaeeyaae (we be

The Streets

R. Kelly

The Best of Both Worlds

2002

the best of you
I will be right by your side, when you goin through
Son just don't let it (just don't let it)
Just don't let it (just don't let it)
Just

bricks in the trunk I'm going
Just got pulled over and I'm on parole
The only option I got is blow it
If they catch me high I
Ain't ever coming home

Nigga

forgot that I'm really like that with this shit)
(Fuck It)
Can't be playing both sides
Ain't no two face (huh)
Get in my way get rolled over
We don't use

Ghetto Classics

Ying Yang Twins

USA (United State of Atlanta)

2005

the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto),

dance the last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight

Wo-o
I need you by me beside me to guide me
To hold me to scold me
Cause when

restraining order
Carpools, tacos, school nights, it'll all get normal
Living on the hillside with me and the Colonel
By October, the garnishments should all be

this over a kiss
You weren't there, why you pressed by this?
Now it's turning three in the morning
The bouncer's put you on his third warning
But I'm

start a war

Whatever went away, I'll get it over now
I'll get money, I'll get funny again
Whatever went away, I'll get it over now
I'll get money,

the picture painted gets vivid
The pain laced in his words, I think I'm starting to get it
Taking him by surprise
The angry gaze in his eyes
And your blatant

with Sophos
By putting it inside of my dojo (I will)
See I'm 18 years old, attention with a jezebel
Tried to live a fairy tale, Visionaries never fail

it's only one time I did drive by
My opps so broke, they ain't havin' no motion. Your bitch see me and the pussy get soakin'
Knock a nigga down like

Man it's time to get heady
Letting loose the confetti
Making a bet
Triple threat
Ed Edd and eddy
The dance floors ready
The bass feels steady
Imma