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Night lights
In my eyes
Too bright
I'm with you
Forever
Til I die
My P.C.
When I crime
By my side
Red light
Red light
Red light
Red light
Red light
Green

Mook Mook nigga nigga know what the fuck going on you heard me we forever thuggin' pussy get up off your ass go get a bag nigga
R.I.P. all them

Men of Respect [Album Version]

Kasino & The Lox

Nasty Girl

1998

up in the game, with bitches riding our train 
And I'm pretty sure my nigga Kasino feeling the same 

Verse Two: Kasino 
Ayo you can't tell me

Got Ya Hot

Playa Fly

Fly Shit

1996

[Verse 1:]
Feelin' like you live in flames, everytime you think my name
Super hot and on the spot as Fly enter I dispose a lame
Never will I feel

Represent

B.G.

Chopper City

1999

I spittin non stop
Anything within my target cho.. chop
Shoot to kill
On the real
Recognize me
From the U.P.T
Carry the title B.G.
You heard of me
I

more than medicine Reveal this is healing it’s Heavenly stay Ill cause I’m sick of my B S 
And P S I love YOU

homage
I paid my dues like I made the rent
My stature accurate
Only rapper that deserve a statue
22 masterpieces threw p-i-c-asso at you
All black fist I

then I fold em up
Rollin frozen, you still ain't cold enough
My ego subzero icey, don't care if you like me
Backward swoosh, D Willie - you readin these

sounds good
But I'mma need you to be real for me on this one

I'm always growing,
Stuntin' I'm never frontin'
My pockets forever bloatin'
It's real

need money, moolah
Not you again, to be honest
I'm making dough, lots of it
Step by step no need to run
She held my hand, I let her go
Don't call me

Named like Cody
Just cause you don't ride around to YoungBoy
Never Broke Again dog, that's cool
Stay true to yourself
Respect your women
R-E-S-P

Kano taught us bout P's and Q's
Spent my whole life trying to keep it neutral
So I changed gear now I'm speeding through
Keep it cool
They don't really

Young...Sincere
I'm talking Heavy
Born Broke
Die Rich
Feel this shit right across ya belly
I'm on my boss shit Ik u ready
I done ran thru more bags
Countin up while

mess with my homie
If we're bein' honest, I don't think y'all could hold me
Rather be broke by myself than Rich fake homies
Yeah, I'm finna act with Quan

Rap off a phone how i'm catching my plays 
Made the trap jump in like 29 days
I'm gettin dis cake you can tell by they face
I f*ck wit the love but

you still my nigga too
If me and Doobie spoke I know by now we a tape or two
All them freestyles we used to spit and never seen the booth
Back when Macc

to stare
Who cares, I double-dare
Fulton [Name], pay a fare when you're comin through
Everyday I get saluted by gods on the boulevard
In my mind I know

Look
You got me right here on purpose
I just might buy you a Birkin’s
I’m just now scratching the surface
We just some angels surrounded by serpents

that's your best move

I'm always here by your side if no one told you
Ain't no one got my back, but yeah, I got yall's
This life shit hella fast, wish I

flirting wit ya soul
You can lose it in minutes
Saddam in the Dungeon, ah give ya da business
Dat rat funeral I was not in attendance
Dat nigga broke da code

you cuff that thot bitch my guy and she be trainable
Why the fuck would I sign to you I got more pape than you
Im feeling they don't wanna see me win so

me? Get out my m********** way
I see y’all n***** tryna flex on the scene
But you phony a** n***** can never be me 
Cause you a broke n****
You a joke

You ain't boutta do a damn thing
Nah boy you ain't boutta do shit
I'm from the city of eses and crips
I got a bitch that will swallow my kids
Give me

change me. I been getting money you crazies
The only changes made is the the hoes that came, and the dudes that claim they bros but man
I keep my circle