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the yams
Don't hit my phone unless it's bands, who the fuck you think I am
Blow a pound of the gas, polo draws, I show my ass
Fuck a tina do I dash, count

complex, said they need me
But back when they wasn't around was rolling this ganj by the pound
All this overthinking made me drown

Hennessy, it got me

Jenny lives like royalty
She changed the definition up to suit her needs
Jenny walks five thousand steps a day
She counts them in her head on the way

The Yes and the Y'all

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

scape up skin to blend in
Rats travel by night invite the waterbugs
I'm here to pull the three-prong
When it's prime directive wormhole

RuudBoi Bugzy Yeah Aite
Mista Manuva
Big batty gyal mi seh me a go do her
Tek out mi cock same ting as a ruler
Mash up d pussy she a go need a suture

smash 
witta .4-5 automatic slug in his windpipe 
Ain't no love, for a thug livin one life 
We split wigs back like afro picks 
Flagged up, ain't your

Untitled Track

Missy Elliott

Miss E...So Addictive/Da Real World/Supa Dupa Fly

2001

wit'
Most them be wit' they car doors bent
Blow you out like I'm an air vent
I'ma teach you not to touch my shit

[Missy]
You done took it too far

All Out

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did I survive these five shots?
Live it up

what it is
I say what I want, and I get what I get
So
When I wake up if I don't have enough to blow through my money
Pinch my arm or go tell god I showed

Knowledge God

Raekwon

Strange Hip Hop

2007

By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this cat's room
Skied up, weaved the fuck up, to top it off
Look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin'

Clip niggas it's not a game, Star Trak
It's like that, what, check it yo, yo, yo

It's the final curtain
We black masks and black turbans
Lightin' up

unless the public allows
You should all take a bow
It'll be your last get up against the fucking wall and bang
S.O.S., S.O.S, S.O.S., S.O.S

The masses

in ear the only thing I hear is blow
Either way it go
I guarantee she doing both
Yellow bone go both ways like she crossing roads
Nigga cross that line

cents(sense) then what’s in yo pockets?
I hop on the track and it start making profit
Woke up in the morning didn’t have nun to do
I might go out and just act

typing 
Culture Vulture for the music 
Yeah we know who you bitin

Its real 
I'm back on drills
5 niggas 
Jam packed 
Til we smash our wheels 
Smoke pack

Bare feet and cut-off jeans
Five deep in a Wrangler Jeep
Meet up at the Dairy Queen
Summer in a small town
Wakin' up at the crack of noon
Nick's

it last
I was on my last
Had to jump out
All up in my bag
Now a nigga
Blowing money fast
I was on task
Now they say
I'm next to blow
Best thing going

see now one eighty seven got to be the penal code
I'm fed up that's it that's all fuck that get it get it
& since he bullshitted & ran with it
A murder

and out
Your money ain't loud enough
Homie my radio, drown it out
I sell a model a dream
Before she go to sleep
And free forks for 50 cents
Before they go

zoom yuh
I ran outta gas I need to fuel up

It's Senti from the V, yeah
I can get you what you need love
I'm bout to blow I'm bout to set it off
I put

treated in a certain way
Never cleaned up the mess we made
And I should know by now that
You didn't mean it
Play it cool with a new demeanor
You been

blow
Shawty I think that she tweakin
It's old
I might just pass her to five
Or the bro
What you know 'bout
Gettin heat from the stove
What you know 'bout

by friends, we're all in sync
Hands up in the air, let the music sink
Every beat's a gift, it's yours to keep
Tonight's your night, let's dance

to take over the game officially
Feeling like a couple man really got it in for me

I'm sitting with my 5Gz talking strategy
I don't trust a mouse cos