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Thugged Out

B.G.

Baller Blockin [Clean]

2000

don't give a fuck bout them
Look

[B.G.]
I'ma lil' nigga that will down you
Let off fifty rounds at you and
If you fake I don't want to be no where

Lookin' at Me

Mase

The Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 1: Ride or Die

1999

on the block know Mase motto 
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough 
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe 
Case I'm every chased by a Donny Brascoe 

Why

That's All I Know

Beanie Sigel

This Time

2012

a way hard
Don't forget my hot sauce gotta let your

You wonder why I'm still on the block 
'Cause I just can't leave it babe
'Cause that's all I

don't understand, nigga, this is my motherfucking block
Anything can die, nigga
we killing motherfucking flowers, we killin' air, we'll put bullet holes

out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold
Clear then I shot the globe
I clock

on that hot shit
Spun the block so much I think my tires losing traction
Shorty want my love but I just want another option
This a dirty stick ya know I

tattoos then Lil Wayne
Until I change, I think

So what?
Can't just be stuck doing nothing
Living in place like it's Scooby doo looney tune running, said

a stuck lil nigga thinking she don't care for me
Mm baby bear with me (Mhmm)
In a minute everything is gone be okay
In a minute all these niggas going away

[Intro- Lil' Flip]

You know how we do it man

Ain't to many people ballin like us man

I go by the name Lil' Flip

I'm in here with my dog Roy Jones

I lose my pride
Having shootouts  by my momma's house, I think
I lost my mind , High Speeds gettin' away from LMPD, thinkin

They can't catch me I

to he block but this muhfucka’ gated
If you want the Draco, lil’ nigga
Come take it
We shot the block up ‘cause I’m hot
I’m impatient designs

got the candy on the whips and the bike, nigga

[Chorus: x2]

[Lil Wayne]
Started wit' some hubbers, twelve years old
Man, I swear to God I was

overseas gettin them G's fall out please,
you know it's goin down
Lil Wayne's song describe my smallest bank account silly
A millie millie, a millie,

rocks
Gon' head and go kick rocks
Tippy top top, my mans hold my Glock now
Police got block hot
Hop in whip and we pull off, don’t make a sound we like

And I'm feeling so mother fucking hot
You say that you is not alive, I think you alive, cause bitch you ain't ready to die
I think we could work if you

flows through the bars straight
Got killer flows to barb fates
Y'all be Making boo-boos
Like lil ghosts with their arms raised
Better know this is our

knowing we pack heat, all facts I ain't doing no capping
I woke up on the block steady trapping
Grimey Gang man you know we ain't lacking
See the opps

Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick (look like a lick, yeah)
All this money in my pocket hangin' out, this shit is sloppy (sloppy)
On the block by

U Don't Wanna Be Broke

Bad Azz

Personal Business

2001

name is 
(Bad Azz is a fool)

[Verse 1]
I'm a product of the block
selling crumbs off this fifty dollar rock
and my house is the dope spot
on the couch

shoot u off yo block

Call lil rio he inna hot

He tryna sell it off the block

You moving sheisty

He gon get up on you

Move you out yo spot

Like I

a bow
Told lil' bro this our summer
Fuck a lil' hot girl go get ya' hunnid (Hunnid)
Go get ya' hunnid' lil' bun
I fuck the bitch and I did it for fun

a revolving door
After yo first misdemeanor 
You caught 4 more
You lil wanna be G
Lil fake ass thug
You and ya mans hug da block
When what you need is a hug

hottie
Face is a eight
But a ten is her body 
Real trend setter 
All these lil niggas copy 
Fucking that cash up
Fucking that bag up
Niggas wanna act tough

cap addiction
Serving you crabapples, baddest in the bunch, I'm red delicious

I manifest by November 11th I'll be somewhere close to proximity