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They gon' run up in yo place yeah
We gon' have it all in a day yeah
Runnin' up my cash, order more up
Pullin' on the gas, keep it hundred
We hit

My Skin Is My Sin

Ice Cube

Bootlegs & B-Sides

1994

y'all
Fuck Reggie Denton and Jimmy (Johnny) Cochran
Damn I couldn't get close enough to sock him
I plead guilty your honor
Cause I dissed the Pope

Migos
Ay, ay, ay, nigga
Look at this nigga right here, man
Roll the window down, roll the window down
Bap-bap-bap, yeah
I made sure I hit his

Flat-Top	Ó 1990 Lyrics: Russ Zimmer / Ian Cannon
                  Composer: Russ Zimmer
                  Performed by: 55 Alive


Verse 1:
Out

Get Your High On

Kottonmouth Kings

Kottonmouth Kings

2005

What's up everybody, is your boy Johnny Richter
The same mother fucker you used to see in pictures
With a bong, a joint, a pipe, or a big bag

Imma star I'm beaming like Scottie, she all on my body, put her on a jet
I needa go hit up Johnny Dang and just put some flawless right

Nothing fiti holdi me down 
Omologo me I carry my crown 
Fit be Johnny walker but I run this town 
Any small katata say na one man down 
Mhm
Nothing fiti

feelin like a Johnny Storm
With my Flame on
Ok
You know I got heat like a block full of police
That goes deeper than you think like Frozen 2 and memories

in the building
55 Hunnit my niggas they with it
BPA move like no limit P Miller
Ima hot head Johnny Blaze
I need me a bike and a jack with the zippers

the building
55 Hunnit my n**** they with it
BPA move like no limit P Miller
Ima hot head Johnny Blaze
I need me a bike and a jack with the zippers (UHH UHH)
You

Nototious Thugs

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Notorious [Original Soundtrack]

2009

Rocks if l go broke.

[Chorus: x2]

[Verse Two: Layzie Bone]
Lil' Lay hey coming in a form of scripture, finna get ya and hit magic
Droppin' down

way this story's made
Walk the line Johnny cash, beat your ass like Johnny Cage
Here to vent my day to day
You never run out of shit to say but me yes

a Drac', I made it home safe
Baseball numbers on all of my contracts
Big and them buddies, they all on my contacts
I get you hit on GP, they grow nothin'

0-100 Dodge Johnny Hellcat
Bitches ain't finna recognize you
In the trash bag cut a arm, cut a leg
What the fuck am I aimming at? If
I ain't aimming

Last Man Standing

EPMD

Back in Business [Clean]

1997

The year is 2000. All the real motherfuckers left 

PMD  Def Squad & Hit Squad and the virus 

I'll tell you who I be (check it) 

Erick

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

If you fuckin' knew me, you always know I be talkin' shit
Hold up, let me run up to the nigga's house, hit him with a bling

Yeah, I ain't talkin'

9th Inning

Missy Elliott

9th Inning

2012

deal, y'all pretendin'
Years later, my songs still spinnin'
I do record deals no less than ten milli'
(Yeah!) My hits be yay long
My songs go on like

a sin.

When I step up to the plate (9 Times Out of 10) it's a home run
I can't just settle for just 1 I need some more & some more of em
Motivated by

Drinks On Us

Future

Drinks on Us

snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch but she ain't loyal
Nothin' but love for you

for no groupie hoe
Ice on Johnny dang, flawless diamonds hitting this shit for to show
Gucci store, was bout to by some drip but I cash out on dope
Fuck

WIN

Jay Rock

Win

Ay this that Eastside Johnny, big redemption like
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Hol' up
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Get out the way, get out

Oh, I hit Johnny dang my ice is oh so clean now
I'm off these drugs, but I'm damn well not no fiend now
And I'm high as hell, I'm never sober I can't

was broke, now I got money, this shit hit different
I'm throwing up the B's, but I be posted with some Crip niggas
I got Christians on my feet, but I be