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(Solo!)
I'm sleep now don't hit my feezy
They wanna know how, but it ain't easy
I copped a snowman now they call me Jeezy
Mhm, yup
He wanna fight? No!

I had to show I'm the best in what I do
I'ma show you niggas how to make something
Let a nigga try me, I'ma spray something
Piping down on you bitch

wasn't feelin that 
In all white selling 50 slabs 
30 out the 40 
You cannot afford me 
What I mean is you cannot afford 
Me to let the 30 fly out this 40

sell beans or taking hits with the wood
Don't let this money shit confuse boy i'm still with the shits
The same young nigga running pussies out they kits

gone hit at ya dome
I know my people need me make it home
It coming in every week (Week)
Watch how you come down that street (Street)
Who dat comin down

Screams in silence
With violence
I feel voices inside my head
Please kill me now
Let's start the game
In the eyes I see your fear
Don't look mine, 'couse

neva metcha
But V dats my bitch in dis Shit toGether
So u gotta lil weight still scoop like Feather
They turned on me like weather

raise by momma raise

in da ride
The Beatle wit me wit the stick on the side
I'm in da club when I'm smashing dat gas
I'm so high man I hope I don't crash
Yeah, I get

you skatin
You want action let me know
We move silent
Weon talk
Bout all da Shid
Dat we be on
All my dawgs
They all got talent
Wanna take em out da hood

shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! Let
go of my motherfuckin hair!
Hey just step the fuck

damn, damn

Let the motherfucka breathe, man
Lemme hit my cup
Lemme hit my blunt
Let the motherfucka breathe for a minute
Lil Boat, what's

the bass
Give me the beat, and let me lean, tap the vein, let it stream
Feel the pain, young Martin Luther King, with a dream
That one day me and my team,

Mack Attack [Bonus Track]

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp [Clean]

1992

the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point

why you got to keep
The game on the shelf and by all means
Look out for your legitimate work
So let me put you up on the scoop
Because suckers like

truck got it lifted
Aye
Hit dom up for tha lift kit
Aye
Hit papi up got tha tint sh*t
Aye
*** too fat, where you rent dat
Aye
**** too fat, let me bend

The Mail Man

E-40

The Mail Man

1993

the game since 1979
My niggas on the street taught me to perk and drink wine
I'm young, full of cum, nothin to lose
Paid my dues, I'm settin the rules
I got

stacks, I believe in god, I believe in rap 

•shiit...hand me da ball, let a nigga snap, I’m dreaming bout dat money when I take a nap
•when I was resting,

with my old man mind
Inside a young man's body, third eye, third leg, bitch don't stand by me
These are not Versace
They still pulled up on my Drake

look up like where my roof at
Wonder if I let dis choppa go if they gon shoot back
In a bnb we 20 deep bitch where the poof at
I just hit a donut on da

it down to the end

I Got the game on lock like keys
Sadly had to dash dat bait I left
Fingerprints like Touch ID 
This barbie wanna cuff by me
My

Lie 2 Me

Jeremih

MihTy

Right Now Sound
I be with the Hitmaker

Knew when I copped that brand new coupe, you be right side of me
Couldn't let you walk by since first

I'll be writing tunes for dabloons
While you struggle
All to catch right up to me
But by that time I double
Everything I've done before
Before you man

the way…

I stay with the blick and they know that I be with the s***


Rello just hit me say we going in heard dat he talkin so we bout to spin


My n****

leaving
But baby ain't give me no reason
Got a lil bad ting, have you seen her?
Upping the score, had to go check the meter
When I'm in New York, I hit her