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to hit his home
But fa now just play it smart
Sit on his shit like willy jones

Won't catch me justifying work
They gone free me by the morning
Why

First they love you, then they hate you then, they love you again
When they see your team winning they all want to be friends
Picture me laughin when

Do It Like You

Diggy

Do It Like You

2011

by myself but I know you’ll make me better

Oh! Hey, there she go
That’s the one I’ve got to know
Such a cutie right? Their whole crew is tight
But

else, no one else to acquire 
Except a girl who loves me and doesn't conspire 
You're fake, for fuck sake, you fucking snake, a damn mistake 
I'm not

ain't coming back so bartender hit me 
She's on a plane and I'm on the whiskey 

By now she's nearing that landin' strip
And I've just about downed

Firewater

Raekwon

Endangered Species

2001

faculty, who wanna tackle me?
You jack Mack, kidnap 'em for free
What? You got heat, you better pop those
We movin' like Gestapos, through underground

the ladies to eat me out too, shit don't get it twisted
I don't have no complex
Hmmm that's right, tell these freak show hoes better act right
Hmmm that's

guess
And get ten bucks off for every two grand spent
They jack up the price and they jack up my rent
I'll just blame the banks and the immigrants
Because

that you get
Better with your age
Hip-Hop's a journal, I'm turning the page
Yo Buckshot

Everybody get the gauge
Don't play with me I ain't a video game

but we merely had sex to exercise
On my Jack Jones in the city I call home
No Jill to fill me with guilt
Eggshells cracked and spilt
Food wasted no

Lyrics by：Golden Landis Von Jones
Composed by：Golden Landis Von Jones/Omer Fedi/Diamond Pistols
Associated Performer：24kGoldn/Lay Zhang

Livin Life as a Rider

Jim Jones

On My Way to Church

2004

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There was no love for us (nope)
So we did what we did just to make a buck played around we're fucking nuts (crazy)
Hope them

it dont matter if they got it on em
Uhh, I'm wit shooters
And my shooters love to fight
Wildlife
Ain't too many real
Very few I recognize
Tell me how

ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya

Heat

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Bonus DVD]

2003

ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya

gal a gangsta, she don't play about me, so you bird bitches better act right
She was born in the 4, raised in the Mo, she done seen both sides
Ain't no

just be drama free
Hunnii, G
What happen to the time when me and you was good
We could go through whatever
Knowing things would get better
Cuz we'd talk

I worked my
Ass off i worked my face off and the
Part that you love the most is the easiest
Part for me so I'll do it again

GQ: I'm sure if you'd

me better
Love that I'm never settling
Love yourself more Than they ever could
Love is so depressing. Love the feeling when it's there for good
Love

Yea,
Jones,
Yea,
A couple of n****s who wanna hate
Like every single day
I'm tryna get me the paper
I'm tryna get me the cake, yea

They tryna hate

I'm bringin' my heat
Fo'sho, you neva know it might pop off
Better safe than sorry, niggaz could neva rob me
Or reach the hand toward me and in any type

Bodies in the Basement

Styles P

Float

2013

the led come, twerking money then spread some
Nigga you'd die if you'd try me
Warner Brother, my gun is Death Jam, Joey ID
Definitely won't jam when you

Keeping up with The Jones
This a chance of a lifetime
Yahset! Yah!
As a kid I didn't have a dad to teach me
My sperm donor was there but he couldn't

from the era where My niggas love to get low
Don't give me that family, Roof is by law I smoke that Good shit, watch a real Nigga

Flow
And like 11-5,