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what the bills say
I know I'm gifted and lifted living the real way
As time ticking, I'm itching to where the throne at
When he got blasted I told 'em

One Beer

MF Doom

RSE20: 20 Years of Rhymesayers Entertainment

2015

I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why shouldn't it be true?
I get a kick out of brew

There's only

just juice stains
Used to tell me "you just wasting your time with them"
Still I come around just to show 'em this confidence like

Ooowee, I bet you

hide from us
I can send a ghost and leave
A nigga whole block haunted
Catch two lackin’ and knock em out
We call it And 1in (YoungBoy)
Can’t run from

all that
Put 'em on blast, Put 'em, oh no
Pop em like a photo, Who got em we don't know though
They got him out his mojo, She's not my problem no no
I

all that
Put 'em on blast, Put 'em, oh no
Pop em like a photo, Who got em we don't know though
They got him out his mojo, She's not my problem no no
I

cutthroat 'em all, I be picked out in the game
Oh, you left your pistol up in your car, huh?
Got some weed talkin' 'bout you, need a Glock, I'ma get up in

breath
Broke niggas to the left by yourself
Rich niggas to the right all night
I won't pay for the pussy, but I might get you a flight
Got a bag on em

switching gangs before yo flag get yanked
I had to run my money up, U sit on yo ass while im at da bank
Nigga try to rob me, if ion got a pole hit em wit

by this
I got Danny Phantom and Sauce Boy on the drums, bitch
Come with it, smart nigga, but I'm dumb rich
Yeah, them niggas hatin', but the bad

Playerizm

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

Readin' Pimp 
Playa-istic shit 
By dino boys 
Tryin' to get these hoes for every nook & cranny 
And make 'em join 
The winning team 
Ain't nothin'

cinnamon
Tell 'em all Mikey legitimate
I want the smoke I need more than a bit of it
You took an L while I win again
Cross on my neck I'mma sin again

They

mockin, ya not ordering me chalk
You got to learn a lesson, not
A walk in the park, yo
Let's show'em how to punk dem out
Max'em out like me credit card
I

motherfucker we got Jadakiss
The Ruff Ryders in this motherfucker
Let's go

I ain't gon' let nah nigga
Treat me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't gon' let nah

to get down
Sound of the funky drummer
Music hitting' the heart 'cause I know you got soul
Brothers and sisters

The Information Age
Got 'em seein'

got hate inside my heart, ooh
Love, I'm tryna tell you, whenever you lie to me, I know it

A couple niggas I wanna kill when I'm at home, but I don't

Get tha Money [Dollar Bill]

DJ Quik

Under tha Influence [Mad Science]

2002

looked at me dog.. {*laughing*}
.. and he said, man some of 'em wasn't playin

Suga Free
Straight from my momma hoe, she said boy you betta tell that bitch

day, yeah, I swear that boy be dead by the mornin' (blah, blah, blah, blah)
We don't give a fuck, got extra bullets, we'll let your buddy come join you

and the guap
Got moola and the guap

I got what you need, boy, ya want it
That nigga price high, mine cheap
So they love it do it big, shake 'em off
And these

Watch Me

Mystikal

Am I My Brother's Keeper

1998

day 

I'm trying to tell em' but these bitches got to learn the hard way 

Pistol play warned from the hallway 

AK spray now yo ass all taint

swerving lane to lane this shit metropolis
Why you don't speak on shit? cus I be peeping shit
They gone remember me, my life you can’t remix
Tell'em cut up

Look into the eyes of a real nigga
Tell me you can feel what I feel nigga
Tell me you can see what I see boy
Walk with me, tell me you can be where I

(hey)
Hop in the frog, woo (skrrt)
I tell that bitch to come comfort for me (comfort me)
I swear these niggas is under me (hey)
They hate

and I'll hit you with the got got got got got
That's the one
At this point I'm on a run 
I went straight bars no hook 
I'm just having fun 
I got em scared