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Motive 4 Murder

Twista

Mobstability

1998

Plotting on licks hitting stains
The mob life runs through my veins
Its too late for me to change
These streets got me deranged

Strapped up

Don't feel like I ever made a
Conscious decision to stay six years
You just kind of roll the first
Four and a half years
Was me in the studio every day

ain't got shit to say
But you know I'm talkin' shit
Half these niggas, they don't know me (don't know me)
Half these niggas, they be phony (they be

The price that you paying I'm paying in half
My neck is so wet that I might need a raft
Got so much cheese that they calling me Kraft
You talking

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
Oooo Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

She won't even look me in my eyes
She don't know the half of it, let's know

Check It Out

B-Legit

Hemp Museum

1996

cashional 

18 million rational (speak mice)??? 

What you want fool dogg tell me what you need 

'Bout a couple pints of Hennisse an eighth of weed

the love is lost
You're given, no respect
Change becomes a blank check
The cheque bounced
The pograms start
The bloodshed licks it lips
This soon to be

make her get out here
Niggas know I don't fuck with no queer
I'm sipping Actavis you niggas sipping beer
They looking at me cuz I'm
Not from round here

half a M, I'm putting diamonds on my dental
Once you broken down bad, they don't never try to lift you

Stay down, play my part
Earned it right, they

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

and that was crazy, that was insane
'Cause that was the first time

Me and my boys ever hit the road
On the real you know we went from zero to overload

This a difference between
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
This the difference between
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you

I was seventeen rockz in my

half a bottle doesn't make you any taller
Buying another whiskey will only make you poorer
Sore head next day won't do nothing for ya
Sitting with

I starve
Is that it? Is that what you're tryna tell me?

Ayo, moccasin money, one man behind the plate
Hold it down, honey-shallah, rock the half

Big Daddy Kane told me No Half Steppin'
You half step it's a wrap
You getting wrapped up like an Aztec mummy
Yo you know why this dude
Cass' act real

Stokes*
now I know you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or nothing
but somebody done brought me pain and sorrow
so I'ma have to kill something
let

Stokes]
now I know you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or nothing
but somebody done brought me pain and sorrow
so I'ma have to kill something
let

Yeah, Cranberry red while I ride back to back
Half pint of Cognac in my Gucci backpack
Nigga this ain't no game, we ain't playing Blackjack (pow!)

Like the one where she got off and left me there to cry
I got a half-pint of whiskey and a quarter-tank of gas
While lines in the mirror just can't hide

these niggas' hoes
I gotta chill
Yeah, sixty thousand on this rose gold
I got the chills when I'm in LA
You probably found me in the hills
I be tucked off

And if you want it harder, baby, come and bite me
But do it lightly, 'cause that excites me to lay the pipe
And if you lick me right, I'll do it all

the day
Can not get distracted by these hoes I need it in every way
Holla at plug told em connect me to the socket
Homie asked for 5 he said meet in in soc

[Diddy:]
Ayo Bugatti boys (turn em up) you know what it is breathe
bitch breathe, breathe bitch breathe go

[Rick Ross:]
Hello good morning tell me

views
Bet your Snapchat lit like lighters dropped
Off in the swimmin' pool
Your best delivery on a song had
To be written' about me
You copped the first

know me by my first name (ayy)
I remember hitting licks, my first thing (yeah)
Fuck your baby mama, got my shirt stained
Two guns on me, nigga, Max