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bad
That it's not even a fad to do them, so screw them
Let's talk about the good jam
The cream of the crop that you should believe in mushrooms
And I'm
Lil' Ceaser-
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!
Puffy (Kim)-
Queen
his kids
They don't know who he is, they just know that he up
No chain or no Rollie, I move around doley, untouched
Not 'cause I'm hard, because I
on this one
We gon throw this back for P-A T
And DJ Screw mafio and Gator
It's finna go down round here
You know we just getting started
Asshole By Nature
the struggle
The fame, the name, the game, the shame, the hustle
To make it in life is not by strength or muscle
It's knowing what you must do and what you
DJ Khaled,
We the Best Season has returned
'Cause I'm out here grindin'
I do this for the streets, the runners
'Cause I'm out here grindin'
control Pure gold to the feudist
The road on your own will unfold
I Believe it
All you do is rap rap
Who got the keys to the slab
Screw tap tap Texas
come
Thy will be done
On Earth, as it is in Mars
Give me this day, my daily bread
And forgive me for my trespasses
As I forgive those who fucked me up
(Drumma Boy)
DJ Drama, what it do my G?
It's the world nigga (DJ Drama!)
We running the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel just like
guarded
And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine
then we can get it started
[DJ Quik]
I aint givin no respect to you bustas
that aint givin
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
with the simply
Lets go on an escapade
Bitch I'm DJ Esco paid
Smoke a blunt before this flight so I could really elevate
Now I'm up at heaven's gate
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
to P-T's
O.G. granddaddy, I'm so fooling
Tell the truth, DJ Screw made me
Without him, ya'll wouldn't know Mike D
I was just lil' Mike, Bam had a hogg in
Channeled to the masses through a DJ and some felts
Long haired hippies, Afro blacks
All get together across the tracks
Because when we shows up, rhythm
screw that I want some women
Wishing for the riches
So we can be in positions
Where we living
Like we kings
Homie I'm just wishing
Off the top
I am not
because my music they do buy
You die tryin' this scientists two psy'
'Chiatrists could not un-screw my head up the blue eyed devil, I never quit do I
I just hope you can keep up
We smoke by the o that's way more then a dub
I run up the weed I feel like I'm Nick Chubb
Don't go to no parties don't go
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
that we do it
And keep on moving, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murder,
gonna break her up, and tear her down, and fade her away
And then there's no telling what I'm gonna do
I'll make you pay for everything that you do
year
Made a fool out of myself
Tried to be someone I'm not, and paid the price with my health
And Saturdays I felt broken
So broken up over you
My pride
out
Hey listen up to your local DJ
You better hear what he's got to say
There's not a problem that I can't fix
'Cause I can do it in the mix
Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese
Look at god won't he do it touched by angels Della Reese
Look at god won't he do it touched
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