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Yeah
And it's like
Yo

Your boy's too hot, put a fan on
I am never under pressure, man, it's pressure that I stand on
I'm not the bruddah you

This Can't Be a Craig Vill Song
This Can't be a Craig Vill Song

The things that they would speak when they go behind my spine
Made me throw that

Little Liza Jane

Nina Simone

Jazz Legends [Max Jazz]

2005

Can't forget my tambourine boy want a minute
This is a folk tune nad it's called Little Liza Jane
We get some rhythm started here and see what happens

on my momma
Yeah

Uh my duffel bag all stuffed up
Boy don't get it fucked up
I can get you stuck man that's tough luck
Rest in Peace Rudd my piece tucked

Jerry Jeff Walker

Well, our story starts in Texas, where he's tempered by the heat
That skinny Alvin boy believes his fastball can't be heat
So he

The boy who built a microphone out of legos 
He would help anyone if you say so
The boy playing out of tune, strumming with a capo
Happy little kids in

pussy smell like potpourri
By my side where you pose to be
Swear that pussy got control of me
Fuck nigga ain't no hoe in me
Hit cha block leave a hole in

White girl in the trunk and the passenger side
Word to Three Six, bitch slobbed on my knob
The cops pulled up and that's all that they saw 
And I swear

know that i'm scoring
Bad little light skin bitch like lauren
I won't slide in a foreign i slide in a ford
My brody said fuck it he slide in a lexus

Ride for Me

The Falcons

Ride for Me

2018

it)
Little red ridin' in the hood nigga (hood)
Pablo got me chokin' on that good (good)
And you can't do it better than he could (could)
Fuck Donald

of people dead to me who still got breath up in they body
Feel like I be seeing ghost
I den been a lotta shit but I ain't never been a hoe
I gave outta lotta

The Bridge

MC Shan

Battle for Rap Supremacy: KRS-One Vs. MC Sha

1996

the only ones that can't be worn 
Out
By any place any part of the world
And while I'm out on tour keep your hand off my girl
When she's in

The Bridge

bottles then my boy, yo ass a dub
With an expensive type of bitches, eat at Nobu just for fun
And they ain't getting in no Uber 'less its black or that

roots from this land
By the grace of god
And a little bit of luck 
A few good friends
And a whole lotta love 
That’s how I was raised
And that’s what I

catching up
So boy better back down 'cause
I ain't backing up
I know 'nuff of them fear me
And I can't see one of them that's near me
I'm a fully grown man

The sacrifices I make
Do it for me, and my family
Everyday you gotta choice
Be a man, or stay a boy
Bitch I'm a Captain, chips ahoy

King size, with a perfect

feeling that
Put a little lean up in her Fanta now she feeling that
Bitches on my body man I used to be invisible
Big step through my city I be feeling real

and look at the princess, you know that I hit it
Like Craig of the Creek, with the gang all nigh
We in UFC boy, cuz it's fight night
Like Mario, Ima clean my

sick he in a coffin
We keep clips like that man Robert
Dinero I need my profits
Rock yo block like Dwayne Johnson
17 inside my Wesson
He want beef but

all that I could take
It's a real good job for someone else, but I can't
Swim another day in the big man's wake
Tell them union boys they better not

tell that she hurt by
The way that cursing
When we back and forth on the phone (yeah)

I know this might sound a little selfish
(Uh, uh)
I got a lotta

'em at his momma home
Rang the bell, then 'ventually put two shots in his momma dome.

Heres a little story bout a boy that hit licks
Dope man, dope

where the
White mans rich but they daughters still whores
So I gotta lotta pussy offa bein athletic, plus I'm poetic uh
Pretty aesthetic uh, got a little

The baddest (yeah, uh, yeah)
If I want it then I grab it
I don't care about the price if it's
Nice boy Dax finna have it
Real little nigga been savage
That's