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with the pole
Yea I got a mop stick, out it and pop it
Clean up the problems by offing your noggin
Niggas beefing, but we just want the profit
Now we

am never gonna be without a scrap and the strip club, let me bring the scrap in
Like Goddamn, she gon' make it shake if you got bands
She gon' make you

lungs fuck the Police, Pulled up to the scene
Picked up Danny, bag full of weed
He tryna smoke, I'm tryna smoke
We kicked some flows, hit up a club
Picked

pints at the bar
We bring a backpack full of Pabst
0ooooooo...
Under the table we fill our glass.

So me and Johnny just sit outside
Warmed by that summer

news

In the strip club balling
Bill collector keep calling
You ain't even trying pay your bills
He show up and you dodging
White man balling black man

Deisel on the belt Iding me
Is the tank full or u on e wit me
Cuz it takes effort to b
Forced love
Forced handshakes
And forced clubs
16 already felt like

Klack

Xzibit

Weapons of Mass Destruction

2004

Industry tried to pigeonhole, I had to crawl out
Hear my name bein' called out, nuclear fallout (Yeah!)
Full body armour with bangers, we goin' all out

need no satellite
We left the spot stankin', we had the club jumpin'
My pockets full of money, that bitch she wanna touch it
My brother really

Crestside

Mac Mall

Untouchable

1996

big A.C. can make in million on the Vegas strip
Since 1976 we been infuenced by pimps
And y'all suckas, is lucky that Smooth can't walk
'cause a lot

Tempted

Kero One

Windmills of the Soul: Instrumentals

Mad geeked he says peace and ends the conversation with that
Not sure what to expect, but that?s the beauty perhaps
So I rush out of my crib followed by

understand why you don't tell me what you want
And I don't understand we never had a one on one
And now you posted in the club with a bottle full of liquor

noticed too many moving vans
Truer words were never written by truer hands, 'cause, yo

I was supposed to be a trap rapper
Club walk-throughs, Baller

Wipe Your Tears

T-Bone

The Last Street Preacha

2001

[T-Bone]
I know the world got you down
Bound by the problems and troubles of life
Full of strife pain and misery 
Looking for true peace love

Hate on Me

Tanya Herron

The Voice [Clean]

2009

I got a (Pocket Full of Stones)
But it ain't work, homie it's my CD's
And I sold about 2 million in the streets
So why they hatin me? 'cause I pull up

Ayy ayy we rep for real (O oh)
In the trap house right now
I don't rap the peel
Unc' got a big ass crib, he like Uncle Phil
Man that's like two

Dog say he slid
Must've just rode by or somethin' (Yoom)
Cause no cap
I ain't even heard a shot or nothin'
(Ain't heard shit)

Balacananas man, sound

gon'
Pass it or pop it
I still got a ratchet, a mask in the closet
Nigga

Ayo, I copped the Beamer with low mileage
I heard bein' broke by
People don't

charter keke meet dem
Your man go hide stain your clothes becos he dey sell bleach
To quensh you nor go hard am like benson swish
Weda you play your piano

an elaborate enterprise to incentivize
No genocide, I'm dirty as Puff when he pushed Jen aside
Defend your pride you see my shine popping off in the night club

Gotta watch out how I do this right here
Haha yea

How you doin'? The name's Absolutely
My pleasure to meet you have a seat by me
I know I'm young and I'm

for some money and I
Bet he don't call back
These niggas be full of shit
In the club flexing hard
Don't take care of they kids
These niggas be flodging

flexin even harder at them bank drops
Pull up in the coup wit a bag full of loot
Paper so clean I got the stank off
Hit the strip club and have a drank off

lots of bricks 
They got a lot of clips yah 

Grew up in the city where the cops rob 
What a nigga posed to do when he ain’t got job 
Music is the only

a Queen
My future son ain’t gone ever hear that his mom got fucked by the whole team
He gone know she a winner
She a go getter who never been a fien
He gone