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They Know

Da Band

Too Hot for T.V.

[Fred] Yeah. This beat here was created in the Hamptons
[Chop] Uughhh!
[Fred] And dropped in Manhattan
[Background:] Hey-o, Hey-o
[Chop] Bad

man my show been cancelled
Slave to the rap game man I walk with shackles
How you been doing man?
They never ask you
Hey, I'm confused. It's the life we

Hey
Yeah
Can you tell me what you mean by ant eye
For sure
I am ant aye
It's a sight see
Check it
I'm the one you see
Walking down the street

the kill now
I pay them fuckin' bills now
And when I’m walking by them all them
Fellas got them chills now
In this game I’m beginna
Whatever I do I’m

trash!)
College will be paradise, if I'm not dead by June!

But I know, I know, life can be beautiful
I pray, I pray for a better way
If we changed

I'm really,really diggin yo style (yo style)
Say you wanna go chill wit a balla huh (bow weezy Baby!)
Let's get Down!

[GIRL:]
it's really, really nice

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah, baby
Hey fall in, yeah
Let's fall in love
Yes, I'm falling a-baby
I'm falling girl
 
I know that you and me are

Hood Hop

J-Kwon

Pure... Hip-Hop

2011

HOMEBOY! don't ever get it twisted
Number's unlisted, stayed in 3rd district
For real, I'm ready to get naughty
Best of both worlds so, hey shawty!
Show me

I Mean Biznez

Compton's Most Wanted

It's a Compton Thang [Clean]

1990

want static? Punk, don't trip
Dope beats laid by DJ Slip
My lyrics go good with the groove
And while you're dazed, I pull a jack move
My rep never lets,

the man I've become
How dumb of me to waste my time
By taking a minute to stick around
Knowing it was coming to an end
But damn girl I still held on
Hoping

league
You know your ass can't compete
I'm the goddamn MVP
Like The Game said, "envy me"
I ain't got no M-16
Just a flow so clean
Another beat by MTD
Still

down
If you wanna join the game
hey grab a man
Bet you thought I'd be
crying for you
涙が無駄なだけよ
Bet you thought I'd be
dying for you
冗談じゃない
Wow oh oh oh

too hard
Ain't nobody wanna work a graveyard
Let's just use a credit card
By all means
We'll have all the means
Girl, just ride with me
We'll go

trauma see
These Butterfly Doors

(Hey, aye)
(Uh)
Hopping out the coupe like cocoons when I
Pop the doors on Aventadors they moving up
Butterflies in

Sucker

O.G. Style

I Know How to Play 'Em!

[ The E (& DJ Boss) ]
Hey yo Boss
(Yo, what's up?)
OG Style in effect
(For the nineties, baby)
Yo, a lotta those groups out there think that

[eiht]
Geah (check it out)
One two, one two
Hey
Geah (one two one two)
Check it out, uh

I can't fuck with a proper bitch
Cause she wants me to save

Moments to remember recall
I was sitting by myself 
I found pace in numbering afternoons until I was meeting you

I've seen all the pretty girls and I

Beatboxing in the background

Boring same ol' Sunday type shit
Man, kinda boring
Hey you, kid! (Who me?) yeah you
Ahh what are you listenin to
In

you
I get geeked off a Sprite that got no mud up in it
My verses and hooks take ‘bout 35 minutes
Multiply it by ten till you get the backends
Don’t do

shoulder
And follow me around just like Scully and Mulder
For these underground styles of X-Files in my folder
Don't be fooled by my good looks and charm
Put

Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, whoa 
Aye, aye, aye, aye, yo, whoa
Oh, whoa, hey, aye, aye, aye, aye, oh, whoa
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, hey, aye, aye, aye, aye, oh,

you gunning for a sword fight
In the gutter gotta keep a sticky-sticky close by
Jitas will forever be gunning for your life
I be just chilling

girl thicker than a snicker like Topanga
They say do a show out in LA 
And I say ain't I
Come back from the dead 
Like my name is Famous Amos (yea woah)

like Cody/
Going step by step up/
James Brown/
I get around/
Step step up/
Hey now/
You don't get no awards for effort/
You lamed out/
Tryna get applause