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Get Throwed

Pimp C

Trill

2005

and Hamm'
Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted

I Think They Like Me [Remix]

Da Brat

Young, Fly & Flashy, Vol. 1

2005

Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh

[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like

Tried to tell him no but I'm no saint
At this point I've lost all my cool
Don't nobody screw it like you
Aye aye aye aye aye aye
I Love when he stop by

boyfriend's older than me
He likes to pop ecstasy, but candy's all that I need

This song's my black licorice
I hate the taste of it
Like I hate being poor
Shop

I'ma give 'em hell
Crack codes, say they want the smoke, bitch I wish you well
Say I'm back, like I never left, I been gone for months
Took your spot,

to her mans
Simp over bitches no I can't do that
The wrist is on froze don't act like you know
Go against me you'll get hung by the rope
If we at war then

Let her burn like Usher Raymond
No confessions, but I'm cocky
Flow so cold, we can play hockey
Got this boxer on my wrist
Cause evidently bitch I

Baby I'm carefree tonight I'm spinning round and around
Just like in days gone by and baby
You seem sweeter than candy a big mistake that I'm gonna

like Tonka Toys
I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
Let my niggas shine now, they on

I could've been a student, my mind was

Standing on the Edge

Cheap Trick

Standing on the Edge

1985

I had a vision
That was bigger than life
Oh connie likes nighttime, every night
Connie likes candy, every bite
All day sucker, connie might

don't seem to realize,
That you grow older,
As the time pass by,

With your Gray Candy Eyes (4x)

I can't see
the truth in your eyes
I can't see
but I try

yourself
Look at the gram they be doing too much
Acting like hoes they really getting bold
Stay by myself still never alone
They be staring at me I be

And it's all because
'ccumulated enough stretch
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome

And it's candy painted, fans fainted
While I'm entertainin'

Best Hustler

Master P

Ghetto Bill (The Best Hustler In The Game, Vol. 1)

2005

Most niggaz want titles and they, rap for fame
I'm the Ghetto Bill gangsta, best hustling in the rap game
Homies run they mouth in the hood like Jose

 lookin' happy
Nigga (Nah)
I'll whack a nigga just for lookin' at me
(Just for lookin' at me)
I'm on the horn in the kitchen
Auntie cookin' patties (I

'm spitting in every direction
I'm guessing they know I'm a force to be reckoned by the way I'm wielding my words as Weapon
Like I was holding an FN
Aiming

happen to me
But if it did then oh well
Cause I won’t check the next man not in hell
Just keep it pushing like I’m outta gas
Down MLK screaming free

it's goin down
Got them niggas scared on the other side of town
And I'm fuckin on a lil pretty round brown
Feel like flocka bitch I love dem guns sounds

to the soul
If it ain't I'd be lyin'
Eat the bread eat the roll
Spirit flowin' like a geyser
Wise man now I'm older
Put your faith in your kings
No luck with

shit burn like snapchat streak like woah
Putting mems in a box like an antique
Y’all too young like Bambi
Now I gotta a girl and she’s sweet like candy

like a fucking lobster
How you gonna do me like Drogba?
I'm in the field like Pereira and Pogba
No mercy, when we conquer
You don't want war with

an all black Caddy, ay
She a lil' devil like Battier
Finna make it clap, clap, patty cake
Only going up, up, that a way
Every move that I make, make it

bitch be dead
I was dressed in all blues, but I'm bleedin' red
You know I kept a knive, it's by the bed

Poke, you in your eye, you can't see shit
Fresh

What You Know

T.I.

King

2006

Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?

Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by