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out you gotta baby by 
Some chick name Simone
(Oh no no no)
((wait hol up))

Now we ride or die sissy 
You ain't goin out like that ((oh nah))
Who we

I hit for a brick when I spin it on Melrose (ohh, ayy)
I was tryna kill ya, no brainer, scarecrow (oh, ayy)

I might shoot your casket, shoot

the rapists
The rat race we racin’
I lack inspiration
The fact is I’m trapped by this nation
The pressure I’m facing
The media hating
False news

When I think about the first time I met ya girl I love you so much 
I gotta tell ya lil baby love ain't the same 
When I think about the first time I

my ear 
Tryna tell me who I am 
I respond like yes indeed
Gotta thank the Lord 
For blessing me
Ain't walking in the path 
Of Adam and Eve
Them niggas

(If you lookin for me, you can’t find me no)
(I ain’t lookin for ya, I ain’t look in for ya,
If ya lookin for me, you can’t find me)
I ain’t looking

Somebody

KRS-One

Kristyles

2003

hear me?
Follow no beast, on a quest
Word
Hip Hop ya don't stop
Tiny Tim ya don't stop
KRS ya don't stop
Get by us

like it girl)
Love fuckin' in the mornin' (tell me do you need it girl)
I get ya wet and bust a sweat, then I'm gone (don't try to fight it, girl, come

I crave
Come on daddy misbehave
All you really gotta do is stay and
Tell me what it taste (Candy)
Tell me what it taste, taste like
Tell me what it

niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking

I can't just sit around (waiting for the sunshine)
No no no
There's gotta be a better way then (waiting for the sunshine)
Ya ya ya
I can't just sit

In the trees with binoculars, looking for an Adam
Lemme tell ya, I got dreams to sell ya
'Cause y'all reek of backwoods and some future failures
We

Fuck I gotta do for you to see me shine
Fuck I gotta do to show em I'm sublime
Ain't no mo' g
Still lil ol me
Still got 4 eyes when the 3rd one blind

I Get My Thang in Action

Method Man

Tical

1994

"Good wu-tang martial expert
There's not many, who can match up with him"

(he'll give you a heart condition
If you fuck around like that there
Tell

Breathe

Fabolous

Breathe

2004

the Heimlich on ya
What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya?
While you inhale the weed
And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed
And it don't stop I tell

[Hook: LEINCAL]Chillin' in the fuckhouse, drug house, crack house,Here be my nigga Adam working as a crack mouse,Them bitches and them fucking hoes

who us are
You could tell by the car
Champagne caviar
Bubble bath, I say I love you..
And I laugh

Chorus:
(Nate Dogg)
Ridin in my car
And I'm listening

I'm So Fly

Snoop Dogg

The Hard Way [Clean]

2004

G
3 piece with a mink
Gotta think my shit stinks
Stacy Adams with a drink
Pockets pad up, they come from Brinks
So what the ladies wink
You

You ain't gotta say too much
By the look in ya eyes
I can tell you want my body
You ain't gotta say too much
By the look in ya eyes
I can tell you

ya’ll niggas can’t tell me nuthin (nuthin)


Can’t tell me nuthin (can’t tell me)
Can’t tell me nuthin (nuthin)
U can’t tell me (can’t tell me)
Can’t tell

bounce
Gotta get ya cash, we 100 
Keep it hood rich, gotta act a ass 
Go and tell em I need 

Two more bitches
Two more Swishas, tell em two more cups

Leave ya faceless strip ya naked
While I kill the beat boy you know I wreck it
Alpha Dog by the name of Lansky got a little patients but don't ya tempt me

Mission from Harry

Iron Maiden

2 Minutes to Midnight

1990

went the wrong way about it, okay?
 
Nicko: 	Yeh, 'e did go the wrong way about it.
Steve: 	Really?
Nicko: 	Well I'm, I, I, I, I tell ya what, I mean

Aight, wah ya mean got me weed by my side, me blazing every time

No joke, my boys so red on the paper Man never lose pon the paper
Man dem wild every time