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humble
Talk big shyt don't mumble
Couple losses lil stumbles
Bounced back cuz I'm that
Up next I got the bat
Can't fall off I stack
Gun on me no Jack
Up it

rackys for real
Spending it all case a hating ass nigga pull up blicking triggers I'm sinning for real
Hey
Big talk bigger than Rick Ross stick talk always

Where da Killaz Hang

Three 6 Mafia

Da End

1996

and chill
Lettin' you so calleds know the deal
Hollow tips yo ass gonna feel
Roll yo dice bitch and you real
Fuckin' with the click, the crew, the clan
You

the race
Potion Actavis, DAX won't miss
In fact this is just to leave you screwed up in the face
I've been rapping at max because that's the occasion
Attack

Before you click on my pages
I'm just a boy from the bottom
Who a had a dream going big
Social media don't make me
It's only for my connection
My music my

Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My

or up in a casket
That's it (that's it?) That's it

Punisher bash it, at last it's
Rappers that really blast shit
Cats getting Big Willie niggas
Like

the Moncler
In the kitchen cooking up with the cookware
Popping up like click clack "whose there"
Dick her down like ace with the hardware
Stroke it till it

of joke
Big ugly anarchy world
Big ugly anarchy world
Big ugly anarchy world

Hello
What you coming for
Too bad your good life ends up soon
Let me do it for

fortunately
I'm sure your blinker does, but that's not on me
Brake check

I was just living my life, on a cozy drive
I was thriving and vibing and driving real

can keep talkin shit
Suck my dick fuck wit me 
Yall can get touched by a angel
U fuckin' touch me 
Itz i was fuckin' touched by a bitch
Hell yeah d12

you real, because that feeling eventually
Gon shrivel up, when reality turns it into misery
And you niggaz is killing me, with your wanna-be-me's
You

My click full of hood bougie type of bitches 
Don't let the hood fool you we carry it different 
Come to my section to ask for my digits
Big Juan will

click
Talking 'bout, "Ruck, let's battle," on some 8 Mile shit
I'm like, "Nigga, my name ain't B. Rabbit"
It's Sean Price, Big Ruckus from busting

Dirty World

The Hot Boys

Get It How U Live!

1997

real niggas dyin'
They put a limit to our flossin', don't wanna see us shine
But close ya eyes, it ain't nothin', look the other way
This for my mother,

fly by
And though it's the money, that make you wanna shine
But believe it's the money, that make you want mine
Now nigga for real, got to pay them

know from the streets
Don’t wanna here all that talk and rara
Smoking on that huff and it ain't no zaza
Pop pop smart mouth put cha by ya feet
Smell it

I Think They Like Me

Da Brat

Now Party Hits!

2007

Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me
Yea these niggaz mad 'cause I came up over night be
Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff tightly
So

Different Time Zones

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off

on them
Name ain't Taylor but i'm moving
Real swift on em
When they call me
Imma hang up (click click) on them
Stop capping little bitch
Put the tip on them

Esham's Boomin

Esham

Boomin' Words from Hell

1990

and knocked
My crack quickly disappeared one rock by rock
I had a couple more to go but oh no
Here comes the big ho bustin down the do'
So I kicked out

taking big risk
Plug hit my line ooh I need it that's a quick flip
Bullets tore em up it's devastating like a pick 6
They keep on coming till the ratchet

(Mismatch)
Get my name out your mouth gone spit that (Ahh)
I'm the King of the Jungle the big cat
Still a lone wolf and I meant that (Rrr)
Still a lone wolf

I'm gonna rock out
Sliding up to the party, you know I be popping out
Moving real sturdy
Y'all talking out your ass and you claim I'm unworthy
They