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optimistic as you can see
This ain't no theory big bang
When it rains Rome reigns
Not the same, got caught up in the money and the fame
Lil bro messed up now

Conscience

Future

Painting Pictures

2017

thang
I don't gang-bang but I bang-bang
I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main

Brown

Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty

the game
Posted with big dogs in the paint
I can hit the shot and I can drive the lane
Ain't no way to stop it you know Ima bang
You get in my way you end up

In the great big house with wooden panels and high mirrors,
old people are talking low, nurturing a life that is not mine.
Sunday is falling smugly

I Got That Fire

Mannie Fresh

Tha G-Code

1999

a great big cobra
We can bang bang bang all night long
Knock your head against tha bed 'til tha inside's gone
When ya see your sister, tell her, "It's

everyday you know we swang and bang
Versace glasses, gold grill with a gold chain
See I'm from Texas everyday you know we love to lean
Promethazine

the mud
Multi-platinum, think I'm going gold
Phone ringin', put 'em on hold
Grinding, tryna keep it in road
Deal with shit that you'll never know
By

Unify

Spirits in the Rock

Unify

2003

it by my lonely now I'm the big homie

But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with

Bo$$ Playa

Snoop Dogg

Paid tha Cost to Be Da Bo$$

2002

[Don Magin Juan]
Bo$$ Playa. Bo$$ Playa.
Big Snoop Dogg is a Bo$$ Playa.
This is the arch bishop Don Magic Juan
Skin and Game, yea

[Chorus]

explode
Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old
Many styles we hold, let the story be told
Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control
So let the beat

This will blow the speakers out homie. Straight slaps even will smith can vouch for me.  On the road taking shots of that liquid gold. Fucking wit hoes

my cranium
Heavy Metal in my veins it runs
Liquid gold with cold uranium
I can power up a UFO and
I won't lose control
I hold my weight in tons

Heavy

like I'm KD man this rock make me pass in and out
What is that strain on my Gold Coast cart
I'ma hit up the plug, it's named Hong Kong Wong
Can't smoke

Big Bad Bushranger

John Williamson

Platinum Collection

2006

that's filled to the brim with locks of gold
And diamond rings and things I stole, I'm a big, bad bush-bush ranger

Late at night when the sun goes down

shitting 
Check my body ain’t no bitch bone in it 
I don’t get no women
I’m a big nosed villain 
I ain’t piss po 
-why they steady pissed bro winning 
Man

Unify

Slick Rick

Soundtrack to the Streets

1998

same thang  game came when I left em 
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie 

But I'm his Royal Slickness  ghetto weakness  come Rick is

Unify (Callout Hook #1)

Slick Rick

Unify

1998

it by my lonely now I'm the big homie

But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with

Syncopation

And he showed me
The mechanics of
Using a drum stick

And how to hold
Two heavy crash cymbals
And bang them together
And they were so heavy
And you

spinning me 
Like rotisserie 
In the city be 
Broken egg shells 
Took my jesus role a little too far
And put too much faith inside my costar 
Im to big

many that were down for me
while walking through the rain
Kept my brother by my side
So just for you yea I'ma bang
I'ma run it up, I get this shit here

bang at the dealer
Liquid swords out like I'm GZA
And if I make you a ghost then that make me a killer (Ghostface)
Haters will say they was never a fan

skipper
Bring K's in by the boat load, straight from China
Static with the Jug and Liquor

Won't be minor
See them bullets flip like Twist flows
Doin'

For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park