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a nigga popped this bitch tryna play me like a fuckin' bum
Niggas do slides where I'm comin' from

Nigga don't get jumped by the gang in the club this ain't

apocalypse
Packs of soft or stracks you either on or off the shit
Dope boy chances just like hitting the lotto
Clock how he got the shit how you gon stop

like hydrogen
Villain here, have 'em shrillin' in fear
And won't stop top illin' 'til he a gazillionaire
Grillin' stare, yeah, your boy had drama
Got

like hydrogen
Villain here, have 'em shrillin' in fear
And won't stop top illin' 'til he a gazillionaire
Grillin' stare, yeah, your boy had drama
Got

Born to Be Wild

MC Shan

Born to Be Wild

1988

(Cut it nice)

(Get ready to get busy)

[ VERSE 1 ]
It's been so long and I paid my dues
And with rhymes like these, yo, Shan can't lose
You won't

People's Choice

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

-boys 

Hip hop wouldn't be here to this very day 

And that's my word we tryin' to blow like the Hiddenburg 

Swerve legalize dope in the form

South's on My Mind

Crooked Lettaz

Grey Skies

1999

(Yeah, yo they sleepin' on Mississippi)
(Jack-town, David Banner, Gamma Ray Productions boy)
(Stew-pot stow-aways)

[Chorus]
Been a long time,

Listen ground Original, baby jS-1 and
Dub-L el Da Sensei one, two

Yo, live from my laboratory lock my documents
Collab with JS-1, cross

These niggas hear Butcher's verse and
They go rewrite they shit
These niggas soft like KD, I'm more like KG
'Cause I was on the court
With big boys by

album like a bird in a corner store
Keep it real boy
Trill got the good dope!
See grill, big bills, with a thick hoe
About an ounce of that good dolja
We

you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the buddha tye
I'm rocking well like

Yo, I changed my habitat to palm trees from tabernac
Now I'm pullin' playboy bunnies just like a rabbit trap
White boy, looking like an angry

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

it made, rockin the place
With more dope rappers to match every pram chillin at collonades

It's Certified Wise, no need to tell you again
Because

(Ayy, yo, BandPlay)
Paper Route Frank
(Band, Band)
It's Dolph

These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh)
These niggas ain't fuckin' with me

gots to cook coke in the kitchen
Police everywhere like
Grindin' brothers up on street sweeps
You guilty by association
Raise bail, don't give 'em no

trip on it
By morning the coroners workin' dead bodies they findin' the Troponin
Walk through with gang we 'gon shut down the mall
Try and slide through

Yeah yeah kamachi, Planetary, King Syze

Yo! They love the way I pin a champ
Under a tinted lamp hear my voice
Blast from a vintage amp
I kill

Whirlwind Pyramid

The D.O.C.

No One Can Do It Better

1989

Amplified by a microphone, my point it known
So yo, leave the pad at home
I'm down with the sound so much that I can feel it
If there's a deal to be dealt,

it how I live

You gotta stay woke

Like Pac picture this

You cant be broke

If you wana' talk yo shit

Kicking rhymes like dope

Im like Mitch with

más dope
Mami estudia
Mi padrastro
En el trabajo, oh no
Creo que debo cuidarlo yo
Apenas puedo cuidarme yo
Tengo miedo de que muera como afuera pasa

the one slain
Im smoking dope screaming fuck cocaine
Ive gotta stay true, to my ambitionz as a ridah
Punks tryna kill us but my homie gonna snipe ya bait ya

Quarter p coming in by the package
Couldn't quit the lean nigga it's a habit
Molly for the hoes got em turning ratchet
These blue faces Crip the way they be

and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see

can tell by the way you walk
You ain't had no dick in a minute
I'm that boy, I'm that God
No condoms, I hit raw
I love thots, that's my flaw
In