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i'm goin crazy, I got perkies through the mail
That lil nigga stuck, he can't pay his fucking bail
Hot, Hot, Shells
You cant dodge these shells
That boy

Nigga, long live 3, stop dissing the bros
If you live by the gun, you gon' die with your gun
I got a Glock, four-five, lil' nigga, don't run
I'm a hot lil

get (cash)
Pourin' up money, I'm watchin' your bitch, strip, strip (pop it)

My whip is exotic, my bitch is exotic
And we on the block with

Bruce Wayne
Spot up and dunk on your block like a 2 way
And no we ain't playing no 2k
No we ain't caring what you say
Drank in my cup and I'm feeling like

brother Cash before he got popped
Wish I could break Wayne and Jr straight up out the box
Can't be in yo feeling bout these bitches when you catching pops

Everytime I Think About Her

Jadakiss

Classic Jaheim, Vol. 1

2008

to hit the block when the crib get hot
When my dough get low, you be holding me up
But I'm still out here chasing
Out here baby making
What a brother

playin wit mine the greatest story ever told in rhyme 
We climax in ninety five wit demo raw raps is knives 
To skin all ya'll cats alive 
Take your time

Welcome in to the dungeon
I hope you brought the cocaine
I hope you like to function
Tell them bring her in let's get to fuckin
Grab her by the hair

things hold 50 each mothafucka
Yeah, Hot Spitta, yeah

Yeah, niggas know the lil’ dog
Bouncin’ in the big ‘Lac
No I’m not Lil Scrappy, but
I gotta lil

Bytch i need a lois lane
Call me superman but im only human jus like bruce wayne
Still remember when i had tuh run and go catch a train
My moms been

lunch ho
I get pissed as fuu
They caught me by surprise we shot the shit
Life get mystical
I walked the block and tried to swap the fit
Lil shawty kissed

Skew It on the Bar-B

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

spittin' all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car
I'm a star, I'd rather be a comet by far

Old school players to new school fools
'Kast keep it jumpin'

The snow means so much more with someone warm to hang around
Hot chocolate, fire place and a cozy space

The winter goes by so quickly
The season seemed

love my thots
Have some fun
But not too much lil baby
You know that's my spot
That's contradictin
Ion give no fucks
Cause all I love is guap
Love motion

Them Jeans

Grandmaster Flash

Ba-Dop-Boom-Bang

1987

sayin' uh uh uh now,tha's fine stuff
In pastel colors,pink is so hot
Why don't you run me over with that truck you got
Hey Virginia Slim,don't be so mean

I just be moving on hot shit, yo bitch, she be on that thot shit
And her ex man, he all on that op shit
I hit her once, now she all on my block list

a hooligan, honey
Drift Ken block, I'm a hoonigan, honey
Block get hot choppa coolin' it for me
I shoot cause I want They'll do that shit for me
We steppin'

who is you
You ain't no  opp
When I catch lil Jayden , I'ma kill him on the block
Nigga, stop allat dissing you is a cop

Nigga, you is a cop
I'm a real

M.O.B.

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

money over bitches) 
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches

I blow you up on the spot, these Glocks hot

to rot
Hella years in a cell, cookin' out that hot pot
A gram a day a numb the pain from the Demons that I got

I'm addicted to the block, young nigga

know I play it like a pro in the game

[Lil Wayne:]
Okay I'm out 'chea you niggaz done started it ya ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries pardon

to try, looked me in the eye
My head is still in the sky, since you walked on by
I'm feelin high, got my imagination flickerin' like hot flames
It's how

shit up and come and buy the block 
How could I not 


Listen here lil bitch  
lil bitch you talking bitch dawg 
I been down so long it's time I ball so

that pack I hit the block I want them commas
Don't hit my line if you ain't talking about no numbers
See we ain't the same lil nigga
I ain't for