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It's a trip when I see her
How she move like the sea does
I just want to go fly
Bae, won't you come by
Need a bad señorita
It's a trip when I see her

'm the man you should run 'em by

In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide
I could've been deported
That's

the Shocker) 

You can tell by the look in my eye 

I'm a soilder till the day that I die 

Fuck 'em we keep it locked 

all that heat we got we keep

What's up, Boat?
Ayy, ayy
(ShittyBoyz)

Track two's got me euro-steppin' like I'm ball playin'
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave

Alright boys
I got a whole palette of vision I need to go out by tonight (yeah)
I need you vigilant out there (yeah)
So keep your head up
Watch

I'm rocking that boat
And you ain't blocking my goals
And they tryin' to see what I'm doin'
I tell em' they can't it's out of they scope
Been down, I

the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
I tell you what 'cause I get 'em then I share 'em
I get my ham fucked up then I ?

back peep my game, I got a story to tell

I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime
They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came to do time
No

wanna go on dates
If they broke they ain't got no chance
Tell her I need Goyard bags
Tell her I got all that swag
If you wanna date me, bitch, better take

down)
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town (skrrt, on the side of town)
One phone call, wipe a nigga nose, just like Bobby Brown (Bobby

ass was Amazonian
Dab by the slab, got you feeling like it's opium
Xo, bad hoes they call me Diablo Esco
Unless it's money me no hablo
Still wish I

Quick to Back Down

Nas

Blazin' Hip Hop and R&B, Vol. 2

2004

to the rap cemetery
And ya all got guns but ya scared to use 'em
Six million ways to die, nigga choose one
I'm a Braveheart I'll be right here
why'all talk

'm superstitious, no lie
Check, run it
No broke shit in my life, naw
No broke shit in my life

I tell you no lie
I be everywhere you go, guy
Over here every

putting out real records
And fuck being timid I'm real reckless
I tried to tell 'em
That shit ain't really sweet
And if you wait too long
It just might not

Do Your Time

Pimp C

Release Therapy

2006

to see what he's seen
But then I'd take 'em right back to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my

Boy, I'm tryna tell you

Fuck it, go in off the muscle
Niggas never love you
Don't respect your hustle
Every time they see you, dap you up in public

All this motion I got 20 missed calls yuh
This shit get tragic tell that boy don't get involved yuh
Off these percocets I'm bouncing off the wall yuh

If it's comin' out my mouth, it's some real shit
A soulja but not like soulja boy, I can't dance
Cus I keep a big knot in my pants straight up
U want

steal 
Way too many scares I can't heal 
Maybe you should tell em how it feel

Can't count on you 
Like a broken calculator you won't tell the truth 
Got

One on One

281 Boyz

Chopped and Screwed 2003

2002

This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Here to tell you this

My Own Planet

Royce da 5'9"

My Own Planet

2011

And if you swing it then you gon' get lead
Boy I put 'em in a panic, got 'em all frantic
Overlook my antics, you'll see that I'm a throwback
Hip hop

play around
Cover much grounds
Got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think

It's My Thing

EPMD

Strictly Business [2 LP]

1988

on the mic then I tell em step 
Not waiting or debating, cause MC's keep hating 
Play me too close, like two dogs mating 

Now let's get on with the rest

of niggaz bitchin, wishin I'd fail
Tell 'em Mag be the rap effin Kenan and Kel
I'm spittin the version of verses curses over the churches
Rappin mo' iller