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Let a Playa Get His Freak On

Jazze Pha

Levert Sweat Gill

1997

from your head to your toe
Get you squeaky clean

Let a playa get his freak on, 'cause you're bringin' out the freak in me
Hurry up 'cause I'mma be

won't have to blast you
We all know what this Mac could do
At point blank range
It's a closed casket fool
I'm the Watts bandit, yeah I came up
Put all

No Good

Anthony Hamilton

Wooden Leather

2003

Keep the change, got to go
Flirt, tryna talk dirty
Georgia-bred, you can tell by my Hawk jersey
Hit me up if you get off early
Then I dap out, so

(I can't stay, this way)
So I can see what I'm gonna be
When I'm needed by you!
(So far away!)
Deliver me to the enemy
I don't want to!
(I can't stay,

life when you wanna get by me
The reality is that I rap my dreams while you fast asleep
The reality is that I take no Ls for a clean sweep
The reality is

Dismissive

I walk outside and look to the sky
Look to the ground as I walk by
Fumes rising the further I go
It's not all bad some people clean up though
But

digging yo grave huh
To them killers ain't shit you can say huh
Bout to go get my wrist hit by Jay Don

From the dirty but I came out clean
Let the thirty

Yeah
Back roll
I guess I spend my time Surrounded by deets
Prayin' to the lord That he keeps my soul clean

Line up the line If I ever see scenes

then I'll be striked out while I cook in the kitchen
I got a secret ingredient, I just spit what I'm feeding them
While I clean up the dishes, reveal

talking Uzi
Unfazed by It I don't give a fuck
We might start a riot we gonna heat It up
Heat It up, Heat It up, Heat It up
I get that pussy and I'm gonna

Three Seed

Silversun Pickups

Carnavas

2006

the corner safe and sound
No thought of him as it was done
A clean execution
A clean execution

Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by

Mastermind

Nas

God's Son

2002

planned out perfect
In case y'all niggaz got to get murdered

A Mastermind
Sleeps at night, real easy
A Mastermind
'Cause everything he does is by

OG Kush Diet

2 Chainz

Pretty Girls Like Trap Music

2017

found out it was made by Volkswagen
This here is a toe tag 'em, Tity Boi gon' and toe tag 'em
Go ahead, hook they ass up to the tow truck
Let them know

the back, Imma spill that cup
I've been working too hard, now I'm all tied up
Bite your lip like that, Imma fucking clean up

She wanna go again right away,

sleep
Haters be mad they be tryna take my dreams
Promised the fam that we was gonna move up to the beach
Oh my cup is clean
And i ain't never lacking yeah

though I know it felt more sudden
Got run up on in the eye of the storm
But, aye shit
That's what I get for runnin'
This lucky boy Irish, numbers are

Ride Wit Me

T.I.

King

2006

and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some

slate
I don't know what's left to say
I guess maybe I've changed

I woke up feeling more dead than alive
The days move fast and the nights pass by, I
Feel

about black on black crime 
Gets killed by the cops, and that's off top 

See, what are we to do, and what are we to say? 
Is there really a God, or is

tweakin' for you, baby
You just keep it clean and squeaky for me, baby
You can tell by the way that a young nigga treat you
Body so curvy in a dress it's

joy for them blowing him clean outta his socks
Don't provide any context just print what your masters
Tell you to write you spineless bastards

Wake up

Nobody Move

Eazy-E

Rap's Greatest Stories

1992

take traveler's checks
Yo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see
[Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?]
Hurry up

Not understanding that you's a dreamer
For a society when one won't deem ya for one that teams up 
With ones that need clean up instead of a re-up
Be up

surrounded by the water
Might move to Pompano
I don't need a bottom hoe, at least have a big bottom hoe
I ain't entertaining bitches I know what I got at home