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cities and states
I was hit with the idea to just stay in one place
Get back to society's normal pace

I want to live things by my own
I won't be missed by

Y-Yeah

Tell 'em dim the lights down
Now we getting lost in the crowd
Tur-turn down for what
Nigga pump up the vol...
Crun-crunk off that drink
So we

Bless you, Fellaair
Little bit of this, yeah
1/2/3 down at 34
Imma hit 9th with a half for
Me and one fiend plus eight more
Ain't nobody pay shit cuz

I Sho Will

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous [Chopped & Screwed]

reppin, beat them down if you head me

[Chorus]

I done seen some brighter days
I done seen a lotta hate
My album hit a 100,000 now shit been goin my

Yeah, Young Rich Niggas
Back to back, two times

Hit a nigga with the throwaway
Bitch I came from another place
Unfortunately we couldn't beat

don't give a fuck nigga
Two for five, whatever nigga
Ten dollars a gram

Doors swangin', J's comin'
Got this bitch bunkin'
Butt naked bitches in

We got goons in the north movin the pack too
You get hit by the crew, make you do boogaloo
Boy I ride with the gang and we came out the zoo
‘Cause I

Loud

Tech N9ne

The Gates Mixed Plate

2010

even hit the block
Lil kids running up when they hear the beat knock
Crank it to the max whenever I pass cops
Hearts keep a beat whenever the bass

I just landed bags on the door
Smoke up a blunt man my backs been sore
From all these flights oh my that’s not tour
Just to finish up the album
Wait

Long Time[Damn]
You Hit The Pin
And You Heard Tha f---n' Door Slam
He Was Ya Shoes, Ya Zoos, And Ya Wam Wam
He Was Wit You In Them Times When You Aint

Cross 'Em out and Put a 'K

Westside Connection

Bow Down

1996

day

I once knew this bitch by the name of Q-Tip
Who claim he had a problem with this gangsta shit
Behind closed doors, runnin his mouth like

like I
Just got hit with dementia
And should you bring it to a beat
Just know that you'll get ended
Album on the way
I wanna see these haters stop me

Numbers

Hoodie Allen

People Keep Talking

2014

two digits
'Cause ain't no one equivalent to you
Imma hit it like oh, hit it like oh

All these lucky numbers
They're never discovered
Just one in

off
Dubai to Thailand, she bringing her friend I'm fucking my hoes by the two (Yea yea yea)
I open my window, throw pots and pans and sleep in

Get Up

The Lost Boyz

Legal Drug Money

1995

and let her know that I want her and
Hit the door, let the Ac' hit the streets (streets)
Get our eats (eats), gets in between the sheets
Hit it off, bust

Hooker Got a Boyfriend

Biz Markie

All Samples Cleared!

1993

and hit my own girl
Man I'm out, and I ain't tryin' to see you again
So eff you, eff your pops and your faggot-assed boyfriend!

[Chorus x2]

Numbers

Hoodie Allen

People Keep Talking

2014

And we can be like two digits, cause ain't no one equivalent to you
Imma hit it like oooh, hit it like oooh

All these lucky numbers, they're never

and let her know that I want her and
Hit the door, let the Ac' hit the streets (streets)
Get our eats (eats), gets in between the sheets
Hit it off, bust

JUST A SONG AFTER I’M GONE

Two weeks have passed by since I’ve been gone, oh what a fool hoping love would go on
Those moments we’ve shared were so

And your last two albums was fucking whack
Really was feeling the song about dolo
But you was by yourself you can't make it solo
And what's up with your

to the door
Let it go
Tear it up
I'm a bring it to the floor
One, two that's that boom bap
Give it all back
I'm a slide
She go'n' slide
I'm a give her head taps

jump in the crowd
We don't follow rules

I do what I wanna do
Tokyo Asian yellow bitch, Pikachu
Ghost, peek-a-boo, go buy the Lamb, too
Two

and I'm feeling wicked with it
Smoking on a pen how I roll joints mix and stash for the album
On the TV waiting for the election and the outcome, damn
By

(Gucci)
I hit a birthday party fresh, you and ya homeboy Tip
I know y'all seen me over there with that black four-fifth
I bought a Bentley Mulsanne, it