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cll I need is a beat that's super bumpin'
cnd for you, you, you to back it up and dougie!
Put your arms out front, lean side to side
They gonna be

And have you them hitting them high notes
I beat it like Michael
With the front back side stroke
She so wet I need a life boat
That's on bible
She the wave

bitch by my side man she is my ride or die
Look I ain’t wasting anytime
So I gotta get back on my grind
Man I ain’t even wanna die Knowing that I ain’t

while we smoking some green
Like damn, how you do it like that
Avion on the side champion when you ride
Pull your hair to the back
Hennessy never lies, we

Shotgun Boogie

Ronnie James Dio

The Elf Albums

1978

Someone in the front of the shop needed a bar
Heard the boogie-woogie from the back of the car
Rooting, tooting, shooting by the man with the horn

(Verse 1)
Pull up hop out go out the back door, 
They came with shots they fire we want more, 
Roll out roll up kick in the front the door, 
If we

Hey, I'm just a youngin from Del Amo
(Lil' homie from the hood)
Yeah, with a belt by Ferragamo
(Yeah, bitch, I look good)
Hey, just doing want I

choice

Hey, I'm just a youngin from Del Amo
(Lil homie from the hood)
Yeah, with a belt by Ferragamo
(Yeah bitch I look good)
Hey, just doing want I

Movin' too fast but we're in slow motion
Life passin' us by, we don't know where we're goin'

Car crash love
Leave me on the side of the road
Car crash

With that hundred round drums for the chit chat
Niggas want smoke we gon hit that
If they ever slime you out get your lick back
Lick back , yeah we

fuckin' up my night, ho
I could really change your life by the end of the night, ho
Foenem better not come back round this side
If you say that it's

a fact
When in combat
Enemy couldn't be a match
Knocked down this round man down
But I'll bounce back
Side tracked under attack
But never more than I can

Step Back

Eric B. & Rakim

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

1990

(Back to the lab)

(Back to the lab, without a mic to grab)

Just step, the rhymes create energy
Charged up, by the cut, and it's sendin' me
For

A thousand for my shoes
Bitch i'm fresh as fuck
They said they wanna rob me
Nigga test your luck
We on the 65
Doing a hundred plus
We hit them side

Dark side all down to smash a nigga
We spot you In traffic and crash out lil nigga
Never no lacking I keep the gun like I'm tatting
I'm at your roof

Addicted To Rubberbands

2 Chainz

T.R.U. Realigion

2012

Prada hoes
College ho, Zone 3, niggas with a lot of gold
Snoop guard the door
I just love being by the stove
Heres some food for thought, a little

wrecka
Check out my track record
They say I'm a track wrecka
Hotter than a black pepper
Now that I am back nigga

Front back and side to side
Man I hate

What's with all the gossip, what's with all the chat
If we pull up to the front they're running out the back
You know that I'm getting money, you know

wanna be like Mike in his prime
Flowin like Gunna, you can call me slime
I'm a lil sublime, what can I say
Aiming for my goal which ain't far away
Call me

woulda took the good route
Like my brother (Nez n King)
Ima hustla
So by any means hustle
Bubble over broke
Stack over spend
I'm on my get back
Dis is my

Monroe st baby my hang out
Fuck 12 ain't no one gonna stop me
I remember back then shot me
But I know my homies really got me
Shoot you lil boy try to rob

man
I back his hand ya man on command
In front of niggas he cool with the boys on fam
I'm on, I adjust in different climates
Ducking the animal keep

Cowboys

Fugees

Score: Bootleg Version [Video]

1996

Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot

Cowboys

Fugees

The Score

1996

Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your