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in these moments
Chasin' exponents, anybody gettin' buried on the way? My condolence, I gots to keep goin'

When will it stop? Nobody's knowin'. Life

Nothin' Move But the Money

Mic Geronimo

Dragon Style

1999

with the most step carefully around me 

I bribe by the rules you know 

disturb my groove and you gots to lay low 

Geronimo have it in the cut

from everything
I keep guns everywhere I go, where I go
Bitch, I'm posted by the store, by the store
How it go, how it go
In them trenches know this shit

I built this shit
Me, brick by brick and I'll be damned
If I let you tear it down
Just cus' you don't like the way Another nigga talk
Beefin' with my

Gettin money bags imma get em by the caseload,
Getting the attention, probably why they hate so
They don't ask why they jus do it on my say so
Throw it in

rocks, savin' for the beamer
Told his moms he got a job workin' in the trade
At a local grease monkey, that's how he's gettin' paid
And that's how he

she been my savior 
Keep me in balance and we ain't gone wait 
My personal challenge for keeping her safe 
Man run that shit up get the fuck out way 
We

Been the realest to rock this
Menace to rappers
Spit dope, the listeners hittin Rock like Will at the Oscars
I stay sharp as the needles stickin out

the fam
He was breakin' down rocks, thinkin' R.I.P
Bam, he was finna call his brothers, finna have a gram slam

Ain't no tellin' when you gone, leave that

burns cause they born with our melanin
Teachin' 'em lessons from adolescence
I hope that our daughter she likes
Gettin' presents and likes takin' planes
I

bitch yeah its my time now
If that bitch play around im a fuck her best friend
Got these groopies shakin ass pass her to the next man
Why she trynna lock

She know I mean it
Look at her eyes, she deceivin'
Come talk to me i'm a demon
Ball for no reason
He diss the gang imma' see him
Fly her a** out for

corns
Waves got her seasick, spinning like spree rims
She got her body shakin' poppin' like a pot of bacon
Give it to me girl, im on da clock and da

the light?
How I rise and they surprised? It seem like overnight
Black queen by my side, (?) Chyna Whyte
Sippin' pinot gris, she deserve the best in life

different hoes
Shorty gettin' mad
Cause I'm gon' tell her that I hit the road
See me rock Balenci, yeah I'm rockin' that shit on my toes
I had to run up

I ran up a dub ina club got bitches shaking ass 
We gon spin ya block back to back like a ceiling fan 
I play w them rocks I’m sending shots  like I

a Buffalo bill
Make her rub on her skin like she Buffalo bob
Man that papa be trippin he ain't got no chill
From the land of H from the land of the trill
3rd

I'ma get a load
Then I'm gone, young nigga, right back on the road
Post up by the store, If it ain't about money, better not call my phone
I'm in my

Let's Go

Chris Lowe

Black Life

2004

Yeah, Chris Lowe
(Okay, it's Fort Knox; Chuck Chillout - let's go)

[Verse One: Chris Lowe]
I'm in line to see the club rock
Fly shorties all

KWA, I think that's short for Kwaje'lanne
I don't know how to pronounce that
We gon' get it right though
I think she just started doing music, so

does that mean
She learned while she grew
Now what do we see
A little girl taxing the block
Selling gas, lean, rocks
What was it she'd wanted to be

to death I wouldn't impress
Her body quiverin' as a put my palm on her chest
This girls a treasure, appreciating all that she get
I'm gettin' pleasure

Real nigga ion gotta show it
All in these lyrics you hear the emotion
Don't got the whip I'm still movin in motion
She fell in love cus I gave her

man's now
Opp's fanned out
On they block we got FN's out
I do this for my uncle only tryna see my man's out
I do it by my lonely I ain't never got no