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Why's it always so hard?
How'd I get this far?
Didn't have you by my side
Thought about it on the ride
I fall down. I get up
I take five. It's mixed

I Got Cha Opin

Black Moon

Universal-Inside Tracks 12.1: Black Music Month

1994

question
Get up a dime spot and then I'm off to the dread section
Roots hit me off lovely
Coming out the spot I had to duck because a nigga tried to buck

I Got Cha Opin

Black Moon

Enta da Stage

1993

question
Get up a dime spot and then I'm off to the dread section
Roots hit me off lovely
Coming out the spot I had to duck because a nigga tried to buck

Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up (Tay)
Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up (Tay)
Hold up Hold up Hold up

Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Shoutout Sossa, nigga
Fuck you mean
Look
Rather have 5 Woods than have five of these damn bitches
Purple poured up but that don't

passion
Is Risin'
And i just wanna blow your mind
Have you cummin everytime
If you want it
I got it
Let me make you happy
Girl i promise
No Denyin'
Tell me

[NATASHA)
Yeah! since you said it right
You better recognize
I'd be the chick up in the corner
Catchin all your eyes
Yea I know I'm looking slim

popped another pill
It got me dancing in the rain
Bitch I’m lit up in the basement
I got lean up in my cup
I’m about to hit my side
If she around I’ll see

Gunclaps

Three 6 Mafia

Chapter 2: World Domination

1997

a thousand-five cannons
Nigga gettin' it on
Peep out the window, I was solo flashin'in the streets
Caught by cops
I'm tell them bring some extra tape and plenty

snatched
Dropped the addy hella times and all y'all did was cat
By the way, you niggas ain't worth 30K, ain't no point to line you up
And show them niggas

clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin

verse 1 :

candlelight's and mood music ooohh
champagne, sweeter when i put you to it mmm
i take her by her hand and hold her tight
but she don't

lifted wrist on Booster
One two three four
Who's that knocking at my door
Five six seven eight nine
Let it blow your mind
One two three four
Who's that

it's twenty-five in the Glock (grrah)
They sit up in the hood they done robbed every spot
For jits, quarters, they ain't runnin' to no blocks (yeah)

Freaky Tales

Too Short

The Mack of the Century... Too Short's Greatest Hits [Clean]

2006

a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me

Mood swing
Shooting shots like Kobe
I ain't finna make it is what they tried to tell me
But I'll never listen
I been working all day
When I step up

Ricch, fuck it up to the end of the beat
By the time that I finish with every witness Got the record straight, gettin' us alone
When the silence like, jeez

a different lingo, yeah
Shotting herbs, used to shot by Bingo, yeah
That's eight for five, call it Ocho Cinco, yeah
Touched down, Ocho Cinco, yeah (eighty

I see my nigga down imma pick my nigga up
Cause I ain’t have no big homie had to get it on my own
Working 9 to 5 and hustlin to bring that feti home

moppin' up the floor
We can go
We do smoke
On a low
Got a gram
In a bag
Full a dope
And i blow
When i choke
Put it off
Can't take no fucking more
Baby why u

A mess of menaces
Mental who meant to mend it but
Men do whatev for Benjamins
Bentley bud and a bungalow
Breaking bread with a blunt to blow
Blacking off

Big Booty Hoes

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

Beeotch!
Talk about these hoes Big

I got a bitch that suck my dick 'til I nut
Spit it on my gut and slurp that shit back up
Ain't that a slut

of gettin it in
Like I ain't never heard about that
She double cheeked up, I need a booty slap stat
Cause you know we ain't done bein bad
Baby we can blow

the stories just be a buddy boy now they see me squashing microphones like I'm paid for this rhymes I mean that's crazy 

On my level it's a bar versus bars by