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escalate real quick
I don’t do drugs i had put down the pill shit
Matter fact I might relapse, let me perculate
Step in the game Warren G ima regulate
He

wanna feel your touch 
Can you come by 
Girl you wanna give me blow
Ok so go low 
Girl I wanna feel your lips 
Soft and juicy 
Maybe I can get a kiss 
Ok

seem so jaded
Time to pop another bottle lets get wasted
I'm just tryna live my life and stay faded
Keep it simple
Is this Sativa or is this endo
Don't

Body Parts

Three 6 Mafia

Da End

1996

And step em when K- Rocin 
don't fuck with dis, see 
See if you wit me 
if you wit me 
mon 
We buck em down 
We buck em down 
Only one 
Comin out of that

beat the charge you know we ain't doing no sitting (Nawl)
They done got me started now it's time for me to finish (Let me get up there)
Hold up wait

Steadily heavily pedaling medaling rhymes
Never been settling only thing that’s on my mind
Is a flow that’s so divine
That I only know to shine
Let me get

my cord is on the way but I still got shit to say
They honking horns all day hope they don't catch them astray
You can tell what's on my mind by

that I'm a cool cat, fuck that
Tell them bitches I'm a Top Dawg, get shot
Roll the window, let the propane outside
Bunch of niggas doin' donuts

Gold Shine

Three 6 Mafia

Ghetty Green

1999

This ain't Popeye so I don't need me spinach
I'm just a young mayn havin' thangs on a grind
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Let's get it

Pop that trunk, I got 4-15s, bitch, you hear me beat
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15s,

fire inside me
I got baggage like the shit by designers
No poppin' tags but I'm steady shining 
Well I'm still poppin but let's keep it quiet
It's all

Mini Producer
I'll be there about five
Oouu
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
Let's ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Swing

Dance to the Medley: Music Is Alive/Dance in/Music Lover

Sly & the Family Stone

Dance to the Music

1968

Dance in
Get it on
Dance in
Meet me at the
Dance in
Meet me at the dance in

Brother Freddie, plays so fine
Right on time

Don't you get too

for ya dawg
If I fall, dust me off 
Help up ya lil dawg
That's my lil nigga and I back him
We been thru shit, you can't fathom 
Get out the mix, stay

forgetting when then horns start playing
I'm just laid back toking on a kool
Give me time to get my mind right, and focus on the move
Sometimes it's hard for

the fruit of his labor for me

Well, said the emperor
If you live until the figs from this tree are ripe
I pray you let me know of it

Ten years went by

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like Mike for travs
Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get slap
Cause I don't love a bitch

Ojini
Yeah
See, most of y'all niggas know
That you can't get close
Unless you're
Bringing me roses
Put them up to my nose, and
Yes we
Out in

don't care tonight
If it's live or die
Bruised and scarred left me for dead
The devil's ready for some war let's begin
If we're playing games get ready

moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town

nutmeg don't like no dirty segue
Run up to the leg and get the bootleg

What more could you ask for? The juicy bacon?
You complain about blood pudding
But

leave your ears deadly
And I don't even gotta disrespect, but you hear me

N-E-W-Y-O-R
The K is for kinda. I love to dine
I'm New York on the microphone

the next time you decide
To come visit me in the zoo
And by then I just may have
Written a song about you

And if you lookin' for a friend
You knockin'

Means: I'd kill off you clowns with the honk of a horn beep
The day I pass, y'all don't have to mourn me
'Cause that's day I've passed you, and I'm sorry