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No. 8

Statik Selektah

8

2017

guess you're cheese, all Swiss
Let me squeeze tech got it runnin' like boat, nigga (brr)
White stripes on the fatigue coat
Fear, it got high tops, my

and night
Selling ganja, Living by the corner
Trynna add up they commas 
Cause it's Friday they might
Shoot up ya Honda
Shoot up the block 
And rob your

I just want you to top me You not tryna suck me, baby girl get from by me
I be high off these drugs, she don't like when I'm gone
If it's not bout

on and off the court lil, nigga
I put a fork in niggas, tryna go to court on niggas

Fuck your rent money, bitch, I'm a mortgage nigga
It ain't muddy, I'ma

Why you talking nigga yeah i do this shit
Like buddha im true to this
Wont play me lil nigga i aint a fool to this
Yeah bitch we gon win i hate that

and she know it too
First name Noah so I'm always counting by the twos
That's why I'm always chucking deuce
Watch out boy we coming through
I just made

Eyes rolling right then left
Scrolling down pictures
The lives of her so-called friends
Their light she'd like to bend
Trapped in high-rise glass
These

Bitch, I'm smoking gas in my chambers like it's the 
We're sorry, your lyric could not be completed because
"Ay you LIL DARKIE, nigga?"
And we

Do G's Get to Go to Heaven?

Richie Rich

Seasoned Veteran

1996

-Chorus-

Do Gs To Heaven? Coz I Don't want to Die But If So I'd Like To Know Do Gs
To Heaven? (3x)

For Every Time I Walked By, And Every Time I Got

to Belize, then to Tokyo
Houston and Harlem, Paris
Mediterranean Sea, I gotta beam out to Greece
I multiply by the, I triplify by degrees
I'd buy that house

one with the vision
We the type to creep up the creek
And kill everything
Breathing that move by the river...

You're watching a master
Of natural

& I ain't even sip nothing/ 
Step out in my forces (mann) Know I had to pimp something/ 
Eating seaweed, Honey with the CB add the D/ 
Natural High, not

gettin' taxed bad, bitches gettin' left mad
I'm still gettin' high so that lil' bitch won't get a text back
Niggas say I got real sauce, I'm in my chef bag

On the rooftop taking selfies with you baby
Or chillen in a cafe, you cant deny
Oh what a beautiful sky
(aint it so fascinating)

Captivated by the natural light

Crooked Booty

Dungeon Family

Even in Darkness [Clean]

2001

Make ya,and shake yo shit (woo lord)
I am puttin' poetry into motion my addiction is overdosing from a natural high

Supplyin' the soul with that

Everybody getting high this my type of-

Everybody getting high this my type of party
Smoke so much exotic I be getting higher
Than Bob Marley

to the death toll
My needs need to exceed above the threshold
And by any means Ima get those
First,  they put the whole country in debt
Then they try to fix that

on any station
Listen, all this talk about fit and survival
Shouldn’t turn your lil bro to a rival
I get caught I ain't trying to bribe you
If you rob me

money
Niggas gon ride for me cuz I’m a hunnid
If you about it well fuck it then run it
6’4 trynna fight me get shot in your stomach
Did it by myself you

em in The desert with the buzzards 

Any mini miny moe
Catch a gangster by the store
Bullets from the 44 
Go in his chest and out his throat
Bet he

have shit
Holes in my shoes picked on by other kids 
I remember when they tried to rob me in the hall 
I called my brother phone 
He pulled up

cappin
I was hella high
Last night I don't know what happened
40 by my side
Try to rob me then I'm blastin
I get all the eyes
Just like 2pac when he rappin

a score yea a blindman can see that their swing out of wack 
I come from a city where robbers will kill you because they forgot to rob you with a mask
I

Let me see what this hitting on
Another night by my motherfucking self
I don't even know what to say cause I got so much shit to say, or where