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Day Ones

Tee Grizzley

My Moment

2017

time
But get yourself together 'fore that out day

.45 black like Akon
Choppa screamin' like Lil Jon
Glock 9 on my waistline
I dare a nigga try

or beef you Should know the difference
This is not no lil Jon
But we getting ignant
If I'm not the greatest
I am one of his descendants
Did I mention
Bacc

of Thrones
Still around, Jon Snow
By the sound, they just know
By the pound, let it blow
Getting high for the times, we was down so low
We was down so low
New

clear to you
I'm a loss of a color
That's down for the rubber
Cause a baby does mean I'm in deep doo
Dude, get a clue
I'm surrounded by twos, being one's

deaf bitch
You drinking
We from that dungeon you so presumptuous
You must have a fucking death wish acting pretentious
My lil bro he brought that weapon

equipped quit expiring
Don't sit and be shy just let them go by them lil kids
I am meant to inspire beings
On that yo I'd die on that yo I'd cry a lil bit

ain’t worried bout you niggas
I’m worried bout cash flow
You niggas is lil Jon
yo bag said get low
Told these niggas get right 
like my name is JLo
These

Acknowledge

Masta Ace

Underground Airplay Version 1.0

2001

know who was worse, the track or the verse
I'ma get to your producer, but I'm smacking you first
See I couldn't even find one nigga that heard of you
I

rollie and make my wrist froze
Back to the opps them niggas weird doe
Type of youngins get ordered to get sticks from the citgo
Got a stick by my side
Yeah

Uh
Yeah
Running it back
I'm tryna make sure that my notes right
Relay the tracks
I'm tryna make sure that my flow tight
The session lit
Kickback my

a nigga out, off the perks, I'm Jon Jones
Feds, trying to track, we switch it up like ten phones

(Up and down, round and round)
(Let's go up and down,

Talkin That Talk

DJ Ideal

Da Bottom, Vol. 4

2005

Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take

Too many sleeping just wake from the nap
I can't trust a soul cuz they stabbing my back
God keep on telling me rap on these tracks
Did this all by

in May
I thought of this song with a Bomb by the Bay
Young nigga turnt that’s just all I can say
Get the fuck out my face
I get to the chips like

by a slag, how you say you know me but we never go back (gang)
Wooski hungry cuz he smoking they pack (pack)
Shit get litty once they copy the swag

Small Time

Lil' Troy

Sittin' Fat Down South [Clean]

1998

time  dope game  cocaine.."  > Scarface 

"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.."  > Scarface 



[Lil' Troy] 

Lil' Troy

Benny on the beat
Benny Alexand on the keys
West Coast Kings, are cutthroat 
And cut throats, murder this whole track, bitch third degree
Only talk

Noah, this is your mom, give me a call, um
When you get this message, when you get a chance
Okay? Love you
Picture this, little kid, tryna get it in,

talking Oregon
Step with no pumas bout Lil' Steve my temp be boiling
Ima go by myself but I gotta slow down with that offense
Everything all black and I got

Stay with them killers I don't gotta call
We catch them fuck niggas gone lay down the law
Bitch I'm sending blitz so lil jay pick em off
Bitch I get

out like that gotta get my team on the map getting back on track
So we be hittin' the road, i don't ask for a motive my only motive is to get to that

Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies

We Got This

DMX

Poly Sci

1998

the Refugee Camp! 

Run up on you be	, and leave your seat damp! 

And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low 

From Madina up to Y.O. 

El Capitan

low first take
I'm a special dude, with a lot of game
I can teach you how to not work
Push the weight off, get fat first
You feel me? And I serve you