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at me now, but wait til' I got hunnids with me 
Who gone stop me once I get off these papers, I bet a hater try 
Yeah you close to 40 an hour, but I'm

Thirty two shots to split ya! 

It's all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya! 

John could make ya richer! 

Fuck the Prince of Bel-Air! 

I'm

Tempest

Bob Dylan

The Complete Album Collection, Vol. 1

2013

the doorway
To save all those from harm
Blood from an open wound
Pouring down his arm

Petals fell from flowers
'Til all of them were gone
In the long

Thuggin through the rain, i was really by myself
Thinking hollywood weird, god bless drake bell
When she send a text, i know she hope i'm hope doing

All the Way

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Thug World Order [Clean]

2002

Chorus til fade

Outro: Krayzie
That's right nigga Bone Thugs N Harmony up in this muthafucka 2002
I ain't gone say we back 'cause we neva left this

50 cent up
It's clear that I'm the one niggas sick of
Im in yo city I'm the one they takin pics of
But still that one that they ain't never made a lick

Rolex over Audemar
On the arm and I'm outshinin' all of y'all
Can you feel it? Hey, hey
Do you want more? Hey, hey
'Til yo' back sore, hey, hey
So

got the whole spot
I don't gas it, bitch I gallop
Whippin' work since a pre-teen
I'm reminded by the callusses
In the Hellcat challenger
Quarter-mill in

Ayy, Kodak 
Yeah I'm fresh out man
This that summer jam man
Y'all slide this shit 'til school start back

Look, I'm 'bout to slide on ya ass
I

thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it

Yeah
Y'all know how I like to end it
Straight bars nigga
Aye
Yeah
Skeyez
Product of my choices
Gone off the shrooms I'm hearing voices
Still praying

and can't hold jobs
I look like I'm wearing a ghillie suit when I'm not
Roll out ghost of Camu on the pegs
Might pedal by the police
Tuff with two F's

up til the very end
It's all about paper my nigga
I pop smoke for the dividends
Bullet proof like I'm fifty-cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your

your hand
I'm the one who turned a lil thought into a brand
Did it by myself, Carzell Prude is my mans
Did it by myself
I don't want shit but all

and down, boy, that you ain't hooked
You beat your friend up and you whooped his ass long
'Cause he hit the pipe 'til the rock was all gone
You're robbin'

Straight Up

Trick Daddy

Back by Thug Demand [Clean]

2006

mash out hope I make it home
If they catch me then I'm gone so we put it on the line
Everyday we on the grind gotta hustle 'til you shine

See I been

beat your friend up and you whooped his ass long
'Cause he hit the pipe 'til the rock was all gone
You're robbin' and stealin', buggin' and illin'

innocent
By the age of 9
Could cite all lyrics to 50 Cent
Moved from niggas 'round me
Deemed violent and ignorant
To equivalent middlemen
Overdue for

Ha, and who else be in the field, front line 'til the war's gone? (Me)

What they talking 'bout? Me
Who they talking 'bout? Me
All they talk about

Set to BIG's "The World
Is Filled" instrumental

Yeah 50 Cent, uh huh
Governor, G-G-G-G-G-Unit'!

She ain't that chick from the burbs
That's

with me they switching Fuxk em bitch I'm thuggin on the blidda with siti
Free my niggas from sentences
Feelings we missing it
Ima just marry the k like

I don't wanna die young ,
But if I do at least I upped it
Scarred from all the past
On my behalf i'll keep on thuggin
And bitch I done got judged,
By

that I’ma be this way
‘til a nigga get like 50
By the time I turn 50
I’ma have a lot of money
By the time I get the money i’ma be gone
I’ma go somewhere

it by yourself 
I been thuggin all alone I swear that I don't need no help
And when you get out on yo own you gne see how they really felt
Hey 
I'm so