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Salute

Lil Wayne

Loso's Way [Clean]

2009

a n**** reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the n**** leash
I was once told by my n**** Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach

G Season

T.I.

Hustle Music, Vol. 18

gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by

Beltane Walk

T. Rex

T-Rex

1970

heart

Bopping down by the whirlpool
I met a girl she was god's tool
I said girl wouldn't you like to rock
But could it give me love
Give me little love

Some L.A. Niggaz

King Tee

2001

1999

threw up (threw up)
At Leimert Park, taggin', hittin' fools up
Ditching my class, just to fuck yo' school up
You don't wanna blast, nigga tuck yo' tool up

on pork
Kurupt the world's fetish
They feen and scratch
I'm multiplied by twenty thousand
Fiends and crack
You add me to music and the fiends react

Let me slow it down for 'em
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Duh-duh-duh
Skrrt, skrrt
Duh-duh-duh
Yeah, yeah

Dope sold, money fold, then

soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought

friends for my crib
On some literal fuck shit what up bitch
Day and night I pray that I could find the
Tools to face this life on my own
No, no, no, no, no

up with little proof
Hopped off this stoop and cocked this duece
Adopted by the street life
Moms was juice and riches
Pops was tools he lifted, son

SK's moving mad uno
Yo, yo
Yo, yo

All of these tools on the opp block, watch it get poppin' like Mary
Big Rambo, tryna shave mans chest but I

I heard your album and I don't believe a word of it
I think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like

Real Hip Hop

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

now we got mobile phones
Me and my homies used to battle at the park
We had to be back on our street by the time it got dark

We used to wear cross

Brasil

Soulfly

III

2002

crowds
As torturas - the tortures (in the 60's, a lot of people were tortured and killed by the government)
De longe vem a forte chuva - from far comes

pumpin' 93 say, "What's up
Church?" when I ride by in
That blacked out Ford GT
They write me stuff in my PO
Tell me 'bout their broken homes
Tell me 'bout

I'm Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee

1986

Rappers, beam em up, take their minds and broaden it
Set em back to Earth and watch the network
Multiply by mega-millions, you witness a burst
Of a new

you gigolo
Another hustle has been run
But now you oughta know
That this fool can no longer be swayed
By the tools of your trade
You gigolo

I'm just

I'm the hottest lil nigga from the U Park ain't nothing 
But a call to JR to let his tool spark im from Chicago 
Where the scamming like pool shark

about this check
He disrespect he get the tool
Hang a nigga by his neck if he be hangin' with them dudes
I just came up out this mud , had some blood

are tools
Or maybe I'm just scared
Of the 5-0 I don't exactly 
Play by their rules
 
Pick me up from off the ground
I'm up, I'm down, need tranquilizers

lil momma I got by the rules
Don't be a fool
These b****** for me and you
Imma plumber lil momma
I got this tool for you

Emotions she want romance
I

Crash Bandicoot
Can’t dodge it it’s some like the flu
All the hatred only gives me fuel
Changing your point of view
And you know I keep my tool
I went

The would be’s was all smokers we called em schools (We called em schools)
Young G’s B’s and C’s, we was toting dem tools (We was toting dem tools)
Was just

up you and hitting ya mans
If you niggas try to come for my bands
You ain't got no tool so you better scram
If I don't know don't wanna dap up ya hand

and you'll never rest
Trust this time
Spirit telling you what's best
I step and mishandle
See me run in the wings new angle
They just give me the tools I amble