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do this jux tonight
Then I'm back tomorrow to buy 'em all
Uh, I took a loss
But now I'm back buyin' raw
Sell it for the Shaq
But I get it for the Bryan

them
Yeah, it's not too hard to see
What they've done to me, yeah yeah
What they say to me
Is all I'll ever be, yeah yeah
It's not too hard to see
What

down to Shaw, fuck all of y'all 
As we bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes, on threes)

We can freak it (uh-huh)
Freak if you want to (say what)

kids
And y'all wife
Hope y'all die   

You want to quit? How about it?
Winona Ryder wouldn't shoplift your shit during a power outage
I slang flows

Eva Shaw on the DAW

Talk ain't cheap when you got
Them VVS on your teeth
Twenty racks in my mouth
Lil' bitch can shine with me
Jumpin' out the Benz

you all shaw and no shank
Bugatti, gotty, ain't street legal so I pull up in the tank
I got two legs, I got two legs?
I got two legs and one of them

simple as that
Your ethnicity might just get you capped
Now it's 2020 we should have been past all this
Fairer skin still turns a blind eye to the madness

are we now
In your mind's corroded skyline
I recall that this world is nothing more than your own dreams

Written by Artie Rose
2020

'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
Audemars before all of y'alls
Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
12 o'clock, boy, silly

gonna funk away, all through the night (funk away, yeah)
Let the groove take over, feel the rhythm ignite
Hunzis here to funk you up, it's a funky delight

a hobby to me
The shit these niggas kickin
They really got it from me
You know I dyed my hair you dyed yours
I sung my chorus you sung yours
I'm like

them walls who ain't getting bail
Will we make it out these stress only time will tell

Telletubbi drip I just tied up all my hoodies
An artist I ain't

Taking trip, we can fly to Dubai
All island, we go to Hawaii
Tell the truth, I ain't even go lie
Tell the truth, I ain't even go

Girl, I only want you by

We Can Freak It

Kurupt

Southern Rollers: Big Gamin'

1999

down to Shaw, fuck all of y'all 
As we bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes, on threes)

We can freak it (uh-huh)
Freak if you want to (say what)

to manhood in Kings County
From my hood to yours
We represent it proudly
Represent New York, represent Rowdy
Represent my whole crew, represent Howie

Latin

You don't fuck with a God
Oh that's a lot of damage
Fatality BadBoy RDW8
I've got you in my sights
You've all been marked for death
Almost had your

the fuck up alright
And you'll say shut the fuck up all better
Shut your fucking mouth bitch alright
Shut your mouth shut it
We're gonna back it up
Hey

a sharpie
You're hysterical I'm tryna be historical
And give your ass a show like Curry up at the oracle
These days it's hard for me to merciful
They thought

to it (Oh)
Who gon' be there right by my side?
That's why I don't even come around to it
(Oh) trust no one and always keep your fight
I got my Rollie

Up in Smoke

Terror Squad

Next Up: Rap's New Generation

2000

clown if you got the heart
Start some bullshit, it's your bid
A bullet through your skull from my full clip
I pull triggas givin niggas hell, like I'm

You gave everything. 

Bobby Shaw, look at what you gave me.
Feel it all, I hope some day you'll see. 
It was you from the get go, built me up from

trivial, I wrote it for no reason at all
I just wanted to write music for the other kids who wanted it all
And all I fucking did was make myself one of those

learned my lessons
Caught a dub but this an L that I'm getting, give me a second
Now I know you did it all for the mentions, so imma dead it

She like

Jus Lyke Compton

DJ Quik

Funkin' It Up

1994

through
Like fightin and shootouts and bangin and shit
All because a nigga made a hit, check it
Nineteen-ninety-one, it was double or nothin that a nigga