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carrying
With a stern stare he'll
Burn holes in your mental
Fennel seed scent
With a rental key to event
I got lots of tea if you spending
Ain't meant

throat, you'll die for less
We ain't had no dope, you want that? Go to 9th and West
I rap about my city like nobody else
I'm tryna make it with my Blazers,

Steady fightin' these demons, get off me
If I let down that window get on (blrrrd)

Never been a ho gotta show me (totally)
Yeah, you don't know me

spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood

Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up

Magnus Carlsen

The Game

The Documentary 2.5

2015

ain't got it, nigga, I'm just a solid nigga
Who run Compton, fuck bitches and flick Impala switches
Even if I was born blind, you niggas couldn't stop

shirts for you
I'm not a game bitch
I'm fire I'll flame shit
Yeah I was with Swizz but my lane switch
Before he got with Ms keys
I made Swizz cheese,

I did it again
Got it on lock up you know that I got the keys.
I got the keys I keep on flowing on beats I ain't stopping till they be deceased hey
I

I'm flipping drops with invisible tops
Hoes bop when my drop step out
Southeast, way back to the SWAT
Yellowstone on West Belfort block
You ain't from

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Hoo-Bangin': The Mix Tape, Vol. 1 [Clean]

1999

[Mack 10]
Microphone check I.O. from the west coast beller and tella
I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California blew

& This is like Kanye West through the wire
I Mix this shit up like it's jambalaya
I splash everyday I need new atire
My weed get dropped off by an Uber

alright, alright
Alright, alright

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
On a scale of one to ten, what do you rate yourself?
Here's some champagne, hydrate yourself
I know

that)
I got the key to the city (uh, oh-oh) 
(Cali on my back, the new voice of LA and I'm speakin' for you niggas)
This is how it is to be a big shot

sliding for the world, now I ride with G-O-D
I ain't pray for it, thankfully, pops knew what I need
Nah, I ain't Caleb Gordon, but I get from A to B
If you

got the time girl I hope you get the meaning
 
I ain't been asleep in some weeks man
So much on my mind, it'd have a young'n tweaking
Shawty on my line,

ain’t the key to
Emcees’ dreams, American dreams
Americans scream when they see me
I’m crazy, you know that? If you
Didn’t, I’ll bring it to you, sing

Swamp Nigga

Master P

The Best of Tru

2005

got da coke?
Here go da money. you got the coke?
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch

Jumped in my cutlass, rollin

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Mack 10

1995

[Mack 10]
Microphone check i.o. from the west coast beller and tella
I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California blew

again

Don't worry Chi-town
It's ya boy Kanye To The i got this!

You at the bar tryin' to ask
What that Hypno hit fo'
If you gotta ask that you
Can't

got more then
Take the shit he got, biatch!
Spit poison and fuck if the city rots
The whole world supposedly tryna
Dispose of me
You must know I give

shit
With my "Flame On" you can’t tame this kid
Say you’re in the game? I ain’t seeing shit
Like John Cena I can’t see your "Hits"
If you’re coming for

Always Look a Man in the Eyes [Bonus Track]

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

Niggas they slanging they fucking keys 
Got the game from New Orleans 
Now the world know of me 
I'm down south hustling from the west 
To the east, in

but I need saving
Know if you tried your best that you could save me
Got my heart on arrest your still my baby

But I thought you would be here by

what you gonna do for me
I'll treat you like a queen then you gotta let me be
Let me see what's in those jeans you a genuine freak
She look like Alicia

a trip (ay)
YG think he Kanye West, he got his own kicks
Whoa, fresh out a pandemic but I ain't rusty
Whoa, have a baby by me, bitch, come be lucky