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I got the moves
If my album would flop
I would bounce back like the 2004 Red Socks would do
Uh
Changin' styles like Jenner
Control the game like

On the set, never change
You a lame, had to give up the game
Now they hatin' on (me)
Ten years, no album but when I drop
You know the fucking outcome, more

dollars")
Niggas will sell their soul to
Go platinum and gold
I'm cold 'cause I got the
Gold and kept my soul
Drop an album full of soul
Sold twelve times

Don't hate

Royce da 5'9"

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with

loading, I'm taking aim
Taking my shot, now I'm in the game 'cause I
Took the risk so they can't say I never tried
Put in work stood by my word they can't

They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit

Hustler

AZ

Aziatic

2002

not by choice (4x)

[Animal]
Unh, Yo, Jesus Christ yo, he just nice
Like a ginszu blade nigga, he just slice
And get y'all out the game, dog, it's

you saving for? You know?
(And by the way sir, this Fendi shirt's a go)
Just because there's more to it than music
You understand?
Niggas gotta have

lined up we just waiting nigga we been linked
You can tell it's me by the words it's to distinct
Killing everyone off in the game it's gon go extinct
Know

But by the time you hear it I hope it switch
I guess I ought to go do some rapper shit, get a couple of tats and do my taxes late
Hoping y'all listen,

time
Not gonna lie must folks never stay for the ride
Why live a lie work hard game times over in five
No need for nines trust god when in need of a sign

non-talent motherfuckers are stealing my spotlight in a dumb way
This is no game, this ain't JB, this a straight shoot
I knew by the end of this album, I

of all the shit that I wanna kill
I put the game first and if it didn't work
Then by now I'd be bang on the drill (brrt)
I can make a mill', I get a mop

Have a Cigar

Pink Floyd

In the Flesh-Oakland 1977

love you
Well, I've always had a deep respect and I mean that most sincere
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh, by the way,

to try lean
And think a squirt of visine will save them when their eyes bleed
Shit flows, fake rap
You really want to play that 8 track album from a rapist

You know the vibes with this album and you asking
What's next G-Shaw what's the topic
I already told you what it like to feel top of the world
When

love you
Well, I've always had a deep respect and I mean that most sincere
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think
Oh, by the way,

Big ass platinum of my album 
Hanging in my crib 
Marble floors, designer shoes
This just the way I live 
My next door neighbor he a plug 
So he

on 
Tuck it by the waist like thick bitches putting a skirt on 

Oh, ima country ass thug ass nxgga 
It is what it is fuck what it was ass nxgga 
Raised

'Babe, that's what I thought'

I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up

every time I'm by you!

This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)

with the business suit
(Gimme the loot)
Pockets overflowin’ and I still rob you (Heh)
Just copped the Wu-Tang album from the Feds
Now I’m ridin’ round,

cause know I don't want to hear yo album
I don't want to hear it, hear it, just a bunch of links
I wonder what happened to Late Night Money Making
I

I'm back after a year of not making any albums last year
Y'all are gonna ask me if I'm finna slack again?
My answer is fuck no
I'd want to keep track