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comes to my hands
I'm a beast you can't contain
Ten toes down homie
Just stay up in your lane
There a lot of losses you got to take before for the fame

I'm wearing Montclair
You could hold up my Glock
But I know it's still there
Speeding on through the blocks
Scope on red and I'm watching for ops
Sweet,

That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island

And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By

the times we was broke
It got cold copped a Montclair coat
No I had to get serious
Can't sit around telling jokes
I ran up a little but wanted some mo
Came up

Babes want hakka I want hardo bread and snappa
She lift her back up back off gotta hit that with a ladder (aye)
In Montclair but way (Young SK feel

haters, uh
Choppa make you dance, make you percolate up, huh
She gon' suck me now, she gon' twerk it later, huh
She say she do anything for the paper, uh

Hello
Can you please stop calling up my line
I done told you that too many times
Bring around the gold chair
I don't wanna go there
Saint Laurent

second grade 

Yo Oscar what's up my man 
I know you're hear doin well and you understand
Keep lookin out for your friends don't let up 
Cuz the only way

never

Bro just lost a couple bands, it's time to break em' down
Without yo heart up in my soul, I think I'm 40 pounds 
Feel like my niggas only hate me

gone relate, they'll stay up til the dawn
One time thing, get up out of my face
Had the same old fling for more than one age
You don't make me shrink,

Pandemonium

Rick Ross

Maybach Music Group Presents: Self Made, Vol. 1

2011

'fore she get off 
I run the city just pull up and drop the kid off 
Welcome to organized crime 
Money got me excited, I'm coming four or five times

What pushes me? What pushes you? Or is it a pull
Father Time don’t wait for no one
And Mother Nature treat us colder
As we get older, So move over
I grew

got the drop, don't make it hot
We soldiers over here, we move militant
We loyal no matter what, no matter what mood we in
If we gotta ride, I'm by your

Da Da Dahhh

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000

1998

class and still owe their ass cake 
For quick cash, Doc hit up 13th Ave 
Sell white boys oregano dash then we laughed 
That was the days now the times

yeah she too badd
Always crying bout your hoe, ouu I'm like too bad
Every time I'm at her crib it look like she got two dads
Hold up, hold up, wait I

spin the block i bet he scoring
Make his mama put
His face up on a shirt
And now she gorgeous
It wasn't no mercy for our side
When it was raining it was

was only a inch from heart when touched it she took and ran for some miles
Montclair jacket only worn when it's too cold
I had vision was standing

they've lost
nine today.
CUSTOMER:  Well, when is your next round?
MORTICIAN:  Thursday.
DEAD PERSON:  I think I'll go for a walk.
CUSTOMER:  You're not

a nigga hate it Said that I'm the greatest, but I'm underrated
Two-faced nigga, so I'm not afraid to face it

I had to stay patient, for years I was waitin

lost the onions, no makin' up
No blunts but y'all fake as fuck
It's gym time and I'm shapin' up
I've been foulin', when Blake get up
You gon' waste

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

a nigga really pushing Montclair
Peep Chiraq that was for them
Double cupping shit was pouring
But in time I was just soaring
They say ima bull, no Michael

Sure to make them pay for everything they even thought to touch

First bars too hard to write
Preoccupations my greatest addiction
Cause I'm never eating

Montclair coat cause the Glock was leaving a figure
Uh
Old niggas I once called brothers acting brand new to me
So I do my dirt by my lonely nah that ain’t