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I don’t got no worries
I’m in my groove
I bought a zip and I turned it to 2
I count my hundreds to thousands by 2s
She dancing on me
She don’t know

Thugg Niggaz

Geto Boys

Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

1998

with my frame of mind
Forever mobbin with my niggas from offa both sides
It's g.b. family, fuck y'all bitch-mades
We in the game to run the whole thang

ghosting me once
Pulled up on nat bitch in a new Phantom
Buddy asked me if I need a manager
Or help coming up with a plan
With all of this money I'm handling

Tay Keith, this too hard

Geeked, never sleep
Stretch a hunnid to millions in weeks
Got her runnin' and ridin' for me
Where it's sunny we gotta

that slime, oh
I seen the blues, know you in tune, but how we knock 'em down like dominos
Dope by Luciano, we pull on side, shoot up the car though

got hot nigga got to reroute
We caught his son lacking in the tree house
(Hell no, weirdo) hell yeah
I was still trappin’ nigga I’m on welfare
Niggas

Wasted

Twiztid

A New Nightmare

if they hate this
Tore up, laughing at you, bitch
We're fucking wasted

Poppin' pills and eatin' shrooms
Give me molly and 'Bou Lou
J'ger Bombs

running with the team
Swear to God that I don't be trying but she still wanna rock with me
And my mindset, Bean
Yeah, I'm fresh too clean
If yo bitch too

old hags
Put in the foot work
Stomping on until my toes jam
No hands
Still they itching for deals
This a roadkill
Giving the people something to feel

(quick)
Strictly raised by pimpin', not by simpin', show no sympathy
If they hate you for being you, they not secure in they identity (damn)
Me, myself,

diggin' in they pockets for a bitch like me
I don't gotta get out my body, he put on that ski

He gon' do whatever it is for S-C-R-A-P
S-C-R-A-P, hoe, it's

I'm So Hood

Trick Daddy

We the Best

2007

DJ Khaled, we the best
Who, we nigga
We the best
The Runners, I represent the ghetto across the world
And you represent the hood, two hands in

light up spark it
Bet you feeling them shots that we sending you
KROE and SL!P bitch we might be identical
Aim it straight for your dome and get rid

off the lot
She wanna, she wanna turn up wherever we a(R)e
All of the (Q)t's come play in the dark
Fuckin' a (P)(O), but I don't got charges
All of my

the golden tints, Dunkaroos
Eight hundred horses in the Shelby when I'm comin' through
Tell a bitch I'm one of one, that mean we ain't one and two
Sippin'

Terrorize they block, we 56
Them niggas know me
I ain't playin' 'bout no war, bitch
I'll slide by my lonely

I ain't worried 'bout no opps
I'm from where

Here We Go

Z-Ro

Crack

2008

It's boss hogg Kyleon, and I'm fuckin' with the king
We bout to drop a fo' in a twenty ounce blue cream
I place the order out in cali. for the p

and they all know who got the BOP now
In the quarantine I still talk to bitches from other cities. Going outbound
Got a quarter P that's for all my Gs. Know

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50 Cent

Curtis

2007

wann' problem wit' me? No problem, it's all good
I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in the hood
Black rims, black henny, nigga see me when ya see me

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50 Cent

It's Me Snitches

2007

wann' problem wit' me? No problem, it's all good
I ain't fresh out the hood, I'm still in the hood
Black rims, black henny, nigga see me when ya see me

the sauce, so nigga fuck a pizza
I got a bitch, that look like Mona Lisa
Hate to admit, my body filled with Marley
We still get litt, After the AfterParty
My

brain
Silent wit jack o lanterns in this wicked game

[Chorus: Low-G and Happy P]
[Repeat till fade]

get it next bitch
Get back on your P's and Q's this shit is not a test bitch
Diamonds on my necklace
Going hard from 6 to 6 that's why I get no rest

my conversations
Cooked with light sarcasm I mean salt
Well done and easily digestible
We are what we meat
I don't eat and watch unless it's Bob's