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the 2nd grade
Only fuck wit ogs
Cuz these new niggas fake 
They 
Hate on me for the way I live
Got my own shit
Pay my own bills
Stunt on the block every

the 2nd grade
Only fuck wit ogs
Cuz these new niggas fake 
They 
Hate on me for the way I live
Got my own shit
Pay my own bills
Stunt on the block every

Holding your chest, you losing your breath
You move with the rest
(My crew is the best)
’Cause they ride or die (And live as I), my dudes to the death 
Just

gukoresha 2 doigts nzapfa ki ofisiye
Kwiheba ni rwo rupfu pfundikanya iminsi nubwo bitoroshye kuba muri iyi Si ya Rusufero
Mu buzima bwo muri iyi si.
Ubuzima

Explosive was the release she swallowed up every seed
Then straddled the beast she gave me no reprieve (Get it girl)
I’m 2 Live I Skywalk over the Cloud City

superflyness
Your Highness
Can't buy this, superflyness, superflyness
Your Highness

Let's go
I want you to feel this shit in your bones
The same way live that

95'
And 2 double 0 7 I was writing rhymes
And then six years flew
And I've stayed relevant in
Those six years too
People keep saying 'yo, this years

V's Version

UB40

Baggariddim

1985

sure eat it drink it all off na make none go to waste  
And who's aeoberti upon Falcon Crest you know him a chase  

Se that the top of the crew Sis V

her
Brother's Don't Change
I ain't got no new crew members
We ain't two stepping
We some true steppers
If they coming for us
Then you know my Snipers

an E and a B T
This weed is the best, got smoked out by E.T.
Woke up in the club getting drowned in some chichis
If i went to Magic City, man that shit

Trains

Plasterscene Replicas

Glow

of dreams
I think I stole a kiss or two while rolling on the clicking
wheels of trains
Trains
All our lives were a whistle stop affair
No ties or chains

yours" man it's ours for real 
 
Nos voix se croisent sur baffles et tout craque
Nos basses de fou crachent en live et tout crame 
From boom boxes

hustle don't slide, got a grip on that shit
Like when she twerk, got my hand on her hips
When I dip, you dip, we dip
Like that two live crew hit, uh
Man,

I got two semis
I keep two with me
Got my crew with me
Damn I got too litty
The pain just keep hitting
I think my soul different
I don't know where

crew get the news (read)
I still can't remember the last time I didn't watch the news (live)
I remember sittin at home watchin Blues Clues
When I tell

cried i passed away
I might die tomorrow so i gotta live today
The trenches call me City but my mom still call me Trey
And my moms know i dont play
Clorox

Rush

Talib Kweli

Quality [Clean]

2002

Quality material
Yo, check this out
Yeah, you heard it
Kweli
You don't know how to say it by now, fuck you
Broadcastin' live, from Brooklyn, New York

Look, I’m out for presidents
That represent me
Benz and Bentley, head from Lindsey
Like Lohan, nigga evidently
The hoes in every city, hella swift

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like

Child's Play

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like

Speaking passionately
We lusted for our own tails
But now I'm older, hear our stories get
Retold by all my friends and shit
An honest recollection be like so

the back shot
From the sovereign state of the have-nots
Where farmers have trouble with cash crops (huh)
It's all city like Phase 2
Hip Hop will simply

the most
I think I've had enough
City full of goofy jokers
(Aye pop two now a nigga rolling rolling)
He don't know
(Pop two now a nigga rolling rolling)
He

wit the kids
Tell em pull up where I live
Tell em invest where you live
No better feelin then to give
S5... at the crib 
Bmdubs really... at the crib