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Wyclef talking:
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Wake up everybody Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.

ain't got it
& why these niggas tripping bout dese hoes when they everybody's
That boy was popping til i seen em tryna talk his way out it
Yo bitch vibing

One crime, two crimes, I do it all the time
I'm talkin' all da crimes, boy, I'm goin' off fa mine
Three crimes, four crimes, I go to war fa mine

body
Got the black youngstas with the money bags and the set in, I'm feelin' like Yo Gotti
I was down on my dick, spent all my time on the strip
I

on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah

I got flames

(damn)
The dope boys, they was my hero (damn)
Your bitch ain't nothin' but a free throw
Do what I want to a nigga, like I got a cheat code (damn)
That

are they gonna stop making those hits?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making us dance?
Do you ever ask yourself,
When those Bad Boy

Money 2 Fold

Snoop Dogg

Personal Business

2001

[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full

some beef nigga
Yeah nigga, yeah nigga
We keep the dope cookin
And where I'm from grown men don't take no ass whoopins
Yeah nigga, yeah nigga
Go get yo

can't get you from the lobby make that lil' bitch walk the stairs
Bitch I'm smoking real exotic have yo ass gasping for air
Yo G stand for garbage boy, my

I'll sale something
Don't tell niggas business they a tell something
Slid by yo lil bitch heard her yell something
Slut head wouldn't shit she a fail

A Minute to Pray and a Second to Die

Scarface

Mr. Scarface Is Back

1991

and a second to die

It was crazy how it happened
Some niggas rolled by in the Riviera capping
All I could see was a pistol spitting rounds
And the boy was

I Don't F* With You

Geto Boys

Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

1998

Intro:
[willie d]
Flip flop ass niggas
Ah yeah
Geto boys and outlawz
Recognize the mob nigga
I don't fuck with you
So put your hands on me
[scarface]

been what you do how you go bout it
I'm gettin fly baby come be my co-pilot
Be with 5 stars baby I feel like yo gotti
Dig in yo soul baby I want yo new

melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that

Superman

Game

R.E.D. Files: The Prequel

2009

the ghost of Biggie
My mind state
Like the crime rate
I think I'm John Gotti
Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Ferrari
Like the black Liberace

Superman

DJ Bobby Black

Down and Dirty, Vol. 32

2008

the ghost of Biggie
My mind state
Like the crime rate
I think I'm John Gotti
Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Ferrari
Like the black Liberace

If I ain't have it
I make dope with this music I feel like Yo Gotti
I trap out my mama house dope in the attic
I got plastic bags everywhere sacks in

What If

Fredro Starr

Firestarr

2001

con niggas in the game today
Yo, what if Jordan never had Scottie?
What if Sammie never ratted Gotti?
What if New York without Giuliani?
What if

Yea.....that's right
Hardy Boys shit...uh huh
Smoke a Winston to this shit nigga
Word up bout to fuckin' throw ya head up, Yea

Yo, yo he got his

3
3
3
3
Shot clock
Tick tock
Timeline 
Jump shot 
Big chain 
Big watch 
Dope boy 
Trap spot
3
3
3
3
Shot clock
Tick tock
Timeline 
Jump shot 
Big

Yo, have some fun out there
Smells like dope in here
Everybody out there
Don't let drugs do you
Smells like dope in here
Son, do the drugs don't

your voice I was kinda bored
You know I always be the Dope House spinal cord
I just been chillin', showin' boys how to wreck screw tapes
And also how

behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash