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Call It What You Want

Steady Mobb'n

I Got the Hook Up

1998

got the hook up you can hit me when you're ready (when you're ready) 
I love my fedy back gates gettin' smash on (gettin' smash on) 
clone phones in

to love weed, and well
I still love it!
Freak ex-geek no powder puff pipsqueek
No rough speak with scuffed sneaks
Yeah it's me
Just an emcee in a dirty

you're a special kind
You know that I ain't playing
I would give you all my time
Damn, I fell in love again
I can't trust nobody but
Shawty give me Zen

Swagglegends David Be all rock with me
Can't forget Trav the squad live in royalty
MOB child so I can't forget the MOB
Bonifide hustla I'm all about

quarterback
Dream cash
Cream 
I'm counting that
Call me count rack
Daddy love
Rackie rackie racks
Sippin on a little yac
With the homie in the lac
Rolling up

As a result of the outbreak
Your city or entire region might be
Endangered by a lethal aliens yeah

Dead or alive‚ I'll be one of the best
No sleep

phone
Verse tight like a virgin
I'm mobile gone global
Finally emerging
From artist to mogul
I just put my work in
The love I get
Way more than local
Only

Park around corner—
Don’t wanna get out

I got two choices—-
Drive away....
Or shoot him in his mouth

Devil voice:
Don’t be a bitch
He stole your shit—-

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yeah, let me start by givin' my props
Much love to my nigga Mapps, Hasan, Babylon, Slim
My nigga Louis, Jatt, Suspect,

man freedom of speech
Even though the game ghetts hard
I'll still bar christ on the pitch
I'm a rebel with a cause
You can see the love in my contacts

home with some cash and momma thought I was dealing
She support me while in school but I really love to rap
Since I'm here might need to hear the verdict

The hood and the streets don’t love you like your parents do (true)
I can cause trouble on any street, that I speak (true)
Everybody feels like a death,

and oh shit you floppin
Jack up in my hand
And these hoes be drip droppin
Topping all these charts
Your girl giving Obi Toppin
Screaming like she ice cream

my career, then we gon’see
I hope the albums you're gonna work on
Gon’ sell a ton
But all your productions gon’ flop
I took that personally, felt like

Now she want some love tonight
They wanna be me wanna have my special spice
I tell them it comes natural it’s just how I live my life
Hey bro, I know

I been waiting
Patients know the deal
As if I got the cure
Mentally, I healed
Fascinated by your ways
You think of sex appeal
Demonstrating what it

Who the fuck is Byrd the Plug
Damn, they finna go nuts
Every time you do a live show they never show up
I just poured a deuce, I fucked your bitch

I just go off in the booth, tryna live my truth
Never forgot my dad face, when he said, "I'm proud of you"
Now we on the road (oh, yeah), in

Sensitive

Brother Ali

Plays, Strays & Stays: A Rhymesayers 2018 [Recap]

2018

(Keep in my mind that I'm an artist)
(And I'm sensitive about my shit) Say that then
(Sensitive about my shit)

I love rappers with the big voices

These niggas love to sneak diss, I'll take your sneakers
It's getting hot up in this bitch turn down the heater
And my heart so cold throw it in

[verse 1]
Excuse you, I don't live by excuses/
Once I decide to do some shit I fuckin do it/
Wonder how I arrive high, still improving/
Why lie?

Take a shot and
Just live alittle
Bee cuz in my mind
I'm so for real

If you been attacked by
Some sweet rhymes
You could best believe
That they be mine

mankind
Never wanna see how you rise
Never wanna see how you climb
Yeah yeah
Me so a bag now getter yo
You about about life?
Me remember about the we in

timelines
Mrs. Debra cried when her son was young
Cuz his palms ain't have a long lifeline
I lost my dog to the streets
But street cats live in dog years
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