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pictures (yeah)
And you ain't even get shot yet, you scared bitches 
You don't know nothin' 'bout what pain is, sucka 
I'll put your ass underground like

cheddar now
Thinkin' bout knockin' you over
The slaps in the sprinter
Movin' like a ninja turtle
Smokin' Master Splinter
It's in my cup I ain't gon'
Save

here)
Know they told you 'bout the island, it's piranhas there (it's piranhas there)
Got my gun, ain't catchin' no ones, he gettin' loud, he scared

by mine
Don't hit me up if it ain't bout us, I got issues with my trust

I just wanna love you, why they wanna hate me
Like I wasn't even meant to,

Face Off

Bow Wow

Face Off

2007

got your back
I don't wanna see you get played by no hood rat

Bow Wow: Dog, she ain't no Hoodrat. 
Watch how you talk about her
When it come

With a bow wow whoa, let me go, let me know
Lettin ya know I'm still down
With my homies down below
And ain't nuttin changed
Ain't a damn thing strange

when I get that
If I throw it at you girl can you throw dat aass back, ah

[Hook 1: Omarion (background)]

[Outro: Bow Wow]
That's right
Uh huh
Look, I'm

lost hope
Thinkin' bout what you and I could have been I'll be waiting on your Ferris wheel
On your Ferris wheel
Where I first felt your lips touch my

understand?
Ask about me behind that wall, nigga
Niggas cook my shit
I eat good every day, nigga
You understand me?
I ain't 'bout to threaten
Niggas and all

thinkin' bout cuffin'
Are you crazy? You just tried to cook spaghetti in the oven
God damn, god damn, was scrollin’ through the ‘gram, saw you with a new man

Red Room

Offset

Red Room

2018

(streets)

I been crossed out by my own brother (woo, woo)
Ain't no rules in the street don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go buss it
Police 'bout

numbers, though (brrt)
'Cause they still lie but He still Lord (bow)
I ain't gotta save no face, this is savin' faith

I can play no hate, yeah
You gon'

the greed in rappers I hear
I know you thinkin you the man out here
If you make it ya the only one who persevere
Turn your back up on the streets like ain't

nobody unless they're OG's
Cause that ain't the way of an OG
So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar
Never changed though, I'm just the new version

(before)
Couldn't be more
Not impressed (I ain't impressed)
But sure (sure), by me a drink (come on)
Tell me what you think
Yeah

Hey baby, let me

Mean ya gotta run
(bow, bow, grah, grah, graow)
Teach it, then ya preach it
So you with the know how
Prolly ain’t fuck with drugs but you
Risk it all for

to go, don't you know

Balanced mind to shine in a divine line of light by sight to see we being scouts, in a collective route

So I peer critical, not

the lights out
Bitches looking at me like I pencil in my eyebrows

Bitches talk shit like Bow Wow
Then wanna play it off and powwow
Oh you think you critique

Hardball [Edit]

Lil Wayne

Hardball

2001

Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball (So So

Slap Them Up

KRS-One

Return of the Boom Bap

1993

of my styles you can get with 'em
Still um, will um, your crew come get some so I can kill 'em

Well I roll by myself but don't let it fool ya
If I

heart like a book, so wide!
Staring at your smile everyday, like wow!
I keep thinkin' bout your eyes
I keep thinkin' 'bout you
If I'm fallin' off

clean a stain (clean)
Thinkin' 'bout bringin' his family pain
Pour me a paint 
Yeah (pour it up), pass me the tabs, yeah
pop me a half (pop, pop it

But we can have some bondin' time and maybe pow-wow
A father son relationship that we can smile 'bout
At time's you got abusive and I had to bow down

yellowbones but now I kinda love them dark and lovely
See I been thinkin bout my old girl,she was ruthless used to call her Ruth
Shawty taught me its a cold