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day and I’ll say it again I will be with all the goats
I’m just the typical beaner
Do you know who I is?
I got a lil bit of knowledge
Coming from Mr

reason

So I delivered food
For this mean boss
Who paid
Four bucks an hour

Plus you got to
Keep the crappy tips

And I started
Taking guitar lessons
With

to LA
I know my life getting better
Fucked on a shawty named Bella
Work at the bank she a teller
Singing my song like Selena
Gangster but you live in

Shorty Wop

Mobb Deep

Amerikaz Nightmare

2004

the driver's seat souped, cause it's a bentley
When I pass by, have you stuck, s.U.'s, black 'em up
Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up
Whips, go

2 Live Is What We Are

2 Live Crew

2 Live Crew Is What We Are

1986

accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because 2 Live is what we are

We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your

fucked up if you think I’m slipping
Dripping in Jordan’s ain’t wore no Giuseppe 
This lil nigga swearing he gangster come check me
I’m rocking gold but

was a test
When he pouring up on the tech
Didn’t get to live it yet

Told my mom
I won’t fucking die
Till I’m 25
And he crashed
In the fucking night

Now keep my name out ya mouth Before I change ya perspective
One call will get you fucked up no contraceptive
Every time I hear your rhymes I'm a Lil

Come through with that top put top on shit I don't shoot from the floor I walk up on some shit
I'ma hop out and run down with four And die from the night

hatin' motherfuckers, you better stop with the jibs
All for the dibs, but I'm boss
It's don't matter what the cost
When I live right across from the Wiz

CH'yea
I see you
I got you dawg
Chaingang Entertainment
Mr. 407
The city's beautiful really
Yeah , yeah , hold on , yeah 407 yeah

Im just a grown

Hide Out or Ride Out

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

(Lil' Wayne)
I strike a load
you get served like we toke with
fake busta get smoked with
aproach it
I explode it
unload it 
reload it
unload

this batch white as the QAnon

I moved them four by four like a Rubicon
And the strength between my crew, man, it's too defined
Cops sweat us, my homies

Pimp Slapp'd

Snoop Dogg

Paid tha Cost to Be Da Bo$$

2002

and the word is the streets
We goin' go to a live remote, licking wit my main man Mr Doggy Dogg

[Snoop Dogg]
A day in the life, of a Rollin 20 Crip
I

on a virgin
Open her up like a surgeon 
She wantin go hop on my earnins
Tell that lil hoe she gotta earn it 
My pockets feeling kinda heavy 
Got Bengamins by

gangsters
And them niggas had a shtick
Sooner or later, I'm gone get me a blick
I need me a tech, I got shii to protect
I'm a grown ass man, I am not no lil

and pour a four up
Pour a damn four up, I pour a damn four up, and go up

Lil' ass pockets, need to grow up (yeah, grow up)
Keep playin' with the gang

Ok
I forgot I had this one in the cut
It's ya boy
It's Sush E
Naw call me Sush e Polo
It's Sush E Baby
Ron E
Uh huh
Look
Let's get Sake by the glass

to feel alright
It's time to do it right, it's time to live your life
Pull up by the beach side when the sun is out
We gon' party like it's 99

Where

Nigga, long live 3, stop dissing the bros
If you live by the gun, you gon' die with your gun
I got a Glock, four-five, lil' nigga, don't run
I'm a hot lil

on Mr. OVOXO
The reason why I'm breathin' all the vanity I know
The reason why my best friend say she love me more than life
But I live a double life

now
They say they hate the CEO too
Ayy, is they hatin' on Mr. 4 too?
Ayy, they must not like it when Backdoor come through
It's not one hundred K in

write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me

Smile

Jadakiss

Life Goes On

2007

write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me