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Ass Like That

Eminem

Ass Like That [12"]

2005

Ow, baby

The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing,

More people like you
Instead of seeing right through
Your problems y'all just picking up a rifle
It's spiteful
And playing God
I cannot shake this off

and locking, just trying to block it
Ain't worried, not a bit, yous a phony and a snitch
Think you know me, think you slick, I'm about to show you how it gets

Ghost Is Back

Ghostface Killah

More Fish

2006

Knicks
Now how can I salute you, kid, I'm planning to do you
Crucial, blow rugers at who you with
We bump heads while we out in the street, it's all

that's just how I live
Aint no need for you to trip
Come and smoke this brand new zip
Let me cut right to the chase
My chain hangin in her face
Let her

Cause yo baby gonna grow
And get fucked like it's porn
And be watched by the ops
Neighborhood won't give the props
Cause you don't own no prop
Fuck you

Change a bit make it hit create it into a whole
Amazing innit basically did it by myself for all you know
Write these lyrics hide hysterics I'm sensitive

somethin new at ya
We got little John on the d r u m s, get busy
(drum roll) , aw on the keys my man James
What you doin back there?
(piano plays) , aw yeah

right mind
Girl, we can get it in the night time, yeah
My diamonds gone glisten, even in the dark
Cause I got a bright shine, yeah
I got a Glock nine case

Byrd Gang Money

Jim Jones

Harlem's American Gangster

2008

you're an artist.
Especially if the niggas up the block, sell garbage
Told it, crumbles all apart when you hold it
Wasn't naturally born a crook, I was

a lesson
Take that L and wait there
Ain't got time for anybody on that
I was late here
Out here sleeping on the kid
When you was watchin' from the outside in

Reebok
I'm on a jigga, and I'm swingin' like it's sea salt
I hit the news, I hit the news, I hit the news again
My mama warned me, that's this was what

She wanna chill
She wanna vibe
With the winning team
I told her
Come and bust it open
For the winning team
I got it popping by the pound
Bitch I got

I got trouble with the time and I'm ready
If we get the call right, and the credit
Let's go all night, there I said it
There's little time with you

show you how to do it (blah, blah)
First you hop up on that mic
And put some bass into it (blah, blah)
Niggas scam and still be broke
You got a thing for

it imma fill it to the brim
Aint the great filling up halfway
You aint got a bag brother you aint really kin
Quick to put a whole bridge in the ashtray

saw daylight
Don't stop but drop the bop and reach the top 
Give all you got till you got nothing left I mean nothing left
It's tough and rough but your

go and say that then
Stay away with that fake shit, what pay back is
I got your money right here
Wont you come and get it
Im still grabbin on my balls

Wavy and I coming in with the muscle, aye, New Jack Hustlers
Give em their medicine they sip it's cold it's Ice T, we don't mean to be giving em

Okay it started like this
I was just a lonely kid up on the block
who use to shoot the rock
And thought one day he'd make it to the top
But wait stop

Likwidation

Tha Alkaholiks

Likwidation

1997

fresh off the press 
Hittin' hard like a tech on the target 
Scratching "Just grab the mic, ? don't do it right." 

J-Ro rock the party till

Go, leave my side
You're holding on these thoughts of you and me
Yeah
Cause I got all I need
Don't hold on me it's nothing much to me
See the things

thug you better stop talking
Choose sides and they hop often
Got a big d*** you should hop off it
I don't argue with N***** on apps
I got a shawty she

morning, bad woman by my side
Looked me in my eyes and she made a nigga smile
Got up out that bed and got right back on this grind
Man It's gonna be a good