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loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up, got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him,

of Ohood everyday where I be 
Say I ain’t front line then he lying 
Bro got that fruit punch 
Come cop you some Hi-C 
Try to run off then that lil Nigga dyin

of Ohood everyday where I be 
Say I ain’t front line then he lying 
Bro got that fruit punch 
Come cop you some Hi-C 
Try to run off then that lil Nigga dyin

you my brother, nigga, your opp is my enemy
I can tell you hatin', just by your energy
Niggas ride for that bread, they probably tellin' for free

Bad bitch she mixed just like some gumbo
Loyal to my bucks like Antetekounmpo
Living room look just like a gun show
Blue benjies, add 'em by the bundle

Hustlenomics

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics

2007

missing, right from wrong
Respect game, young nigga, tell them haters so long

You can call me Malcolm X, I hustle by any means
Take the blow, break it down,

took off like a rocket
I got the boots on a hoe and I'm knockin
knew me back then now she know how I'm rockin
Tried to label me said I was toxic
Sick

My neck like a sink, this shit waterfall
I pay lil' bro for a hit, all the lil' say he knockin' ya off
All independent, I'm feelin' like dope
It cost

body pull up, ain't no more knockin' it I be out With the blicky on my lap, ain't
No cockin' it I whip out, I'm shootin' niggas
Play like my class in

brain
I know what's on her mind now
Dealin' with a lame
But he don't gotta find out!
I'm outside by the car with
The tennis shoes laced up
Mirror for

This nigga gon run up a bag

She the type that a run to a dude
I'm the type turn 1 inta 2
I'll Fall off n shake all the way back
And i'll sell crack

stay in your lane
Nowadays seem like everybody tryina be famous
Boy try to play he get hit with the stainless
Nigga try get some clout off ma name
Fuck

In My Nature

Eightball & MJG

Lunitik Muzik

1997

back up 
In the cut with a cup of yak 
I raise up with all the game that I've been holdin back 
Take your pumps off bitch let me check out yo heals

or nothin', nigga, that's all facts, uh (big BSF, nigga)

We been bangin' 'Kiss, screamin' "we gon' make it" (we gon' make it)
We measure your success by

Rose (my nigga)
Stick out my foot, I might just trip up the ref, you on the net talking 'bout goals
I been through the fire, I had to take off my socks

with my woes
Ain't a lick boy no I ain't a average joe
Just so you know 
So you can try me if you want 
Fredo in the cut he plotting knockin niggas off

be drumming glizzy be blickin and knockin off nuggets
Where niggas get smoke everyday like it’s nothin if it’s Halloween put a hole in yo pumpkin
Fuck

your boo
Try to run, 30 knockin' his head off
We be scorin' like this shit's the playoffs
Twenty-six in this fever
Pop out do him greasy
But I'll get him

knockin' on the rocks off, got it in my long johns
Kush got blonde hair, no thongs (wow)
Oh, look, there's your man, we can slide on him (got 'em)
With him

I Love You But Fuck You

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

mixed the lady with my kid brother and miss, she became my sister

For a minute but then my lady started receivin' that snitch
By the nigga on tour,

was stuck in the mud, aint nobody could see me

All by my lonely, I feel like im speaker
Knockin' the boots now lil baby she fiendin'
I got the juice,

don't stand a chance
Fuck the ambulance
Them niggas don't stand a chance

Run, hurry, run quick, I got 'em on the go
Don't move too slow, 'cause
Off with

Somersaulting on DATs and dropped off wax
Surprise, it's the nigga with the red eyes
I stay high with infrared seeing
through all y'all small guys
Niggas get

a few,
Gotta go link up with Lil' V.Roy and take off to the moon

Nigga Tried to touch my pendant, and he heard a boom
Knocked him flat up on his ass,