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until a felony is placed ahead of me
Live laugh smile ain't nothing upsetting me
I guess I just need to let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be

Fuck a G, ain't no shimmy trying, let's proceed
Chop out another girl, she be tired of the lames

Mommy so hot, she wanna get off this plane
I'ma take

Ride

Nappy Roots

Ride

on get it while it's hot
Fresh out the skillet, never feel it or you're not
We gon' verti-cal grille it, watch me sell it on the block

[Chorus]

you're riding with me
Can you aim it high & let it fly, then slide swiftly
Do a buck, fifty? Can you drive tipsy
Recite each line of "Ocean Views" by

stay with plenty mo'
Guess who? It's MP in tha fla-desh
Chess moves, yeah that's how we're gon' get it
Ya best move? Bump this in ya Chevy
So let's

on the mic
Doing this shit that nobody can fuck with

I ain't got time to lag now
I done been through the ringer but I can't let up
Gotta get to the bag now

one they say I changed but I don't know how
I'ma go hard for the squad, for the fam, like I'm tryna get a touchdown

Produced by Yayo, when it's war

cried
Go home, little boys, get off the court
It's a big man's game, you're much too short
Too short, my foot, that's just your way
Of saying you're

How Does It Feel

Ice-T

Original Gangstas

1996

straight through your eyes
[ Big Rich ]
So let that hair down and let that body go free
And come close because tonight it belongs to me
No brother's doin

it's hot
Tres chaud, very uh, crowded
So get your p up and JUMP! jumps EVERYBODY!

Telephone-

Merci!

Bonjour mes amis! And bienvenue
Welcome

gotta see me let it loose on the track
And then she pictured that
And then she dripped her juice in my lap
I said, relax and lean back, lean back
She

Yea poke me up
All he wanted was a trophy hold me up
He like the way that i spit it
Hair by yg yea she did it
Diamonds on they chest they ont get it

of there
Juvenile
She say drop it like it hot
Everything litty I love when it’s hot
Started from scratch like Vinyl
God
Godfather flow
Glock by the flo’

On Fire

Lloyd Banks

On Fire/Warriors

2004

it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this

Fiening for money I need me some more
My brother locked down gotta send em some doe
Selling dog food and it’s coming by loads
We in the trap and we swanging

rap about it
Up in the game I ain't get to play so I'm acting childish
Gimme what's mine now
I'm in a time now
Where all we do is protest the clock
When

you shape to the noise

Hold on to those memories 
Know that you can learn and stay patient with your energy 
But let your fire burn, let it burn when

baby if I may
Im kinda hot blow before you taste
Know times was hard but I gotta keep going
Took a while yeah that's okay
Im at the top and I ain't start

like I ain't there
Sing it louder head bang to the snare (Alright)
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that

low
Get it on the floor
You the baddest chick up in here
Let them hating bitches know

So much haters in the room
They may claim that they like we
We

the sleepers up from their graves
Because it’s time for change, let’s regress to the ancient ways
Most high praise to the one who is and the one who was
That

goes down

[Verse Two]
Dope fiend still get high
while dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
you wanna live in the 'burbs with your

the words up on the page
Go through motions day by day
Expect me to never be paid
I'm tired now I rest my case
Close the book, burn the page
Let the ashes

something else
Before I never get the shit
I wanna tell you what I got
I got to tell you what I want
I'll tell you what
Let it all go
(Let it go)
(Let it go)