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pockets, go some blunts
And at my right pocket, some G's, tell her, roll up some

Because a nigga is just tryin' to get high Go 95 with the laws, chasin'

you, remind em how you rock
Was taught to move silent, go get it and never talk about it
Money plus violence all in it, I need my cut about it
Double

leave
I can’t lie she went live w no stream
Mix that money w dirty n clean dey no
Ion give a fuck run it up by any means

Im like yadadiemean?

They

Don't Waste Your Money On Mimi, Me, Me

[COLLINS]
Hello-911?
I'm On Hold

[MIMI]
Cold...Cold...Would You Light My Candle

[ROGER]
Yes-We'll Oh God-Find

Feelin Me

Russ Lee

Suga Suga

2003

Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce 
Even though she approached by them big time ballas 
She ain't having that cause ain't another like

It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019

(Great John on the beat, by

September '85 I was 47 inches high
Mom said by christmas I would have
A bad ass mother G.I. Joe
for your little minds to blow
I still got beat up

y'all money, y'all dumber and dumber (Stupid)
I got the work on the stove next to the cornbread
Plottin' on my opps, I want 'em all dead

I remember

fuck you, fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, fuck you, you already know
Money in the air as mo' fair
grab you by your coat tail
Take you

[Verse 1]
I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission
Do what I gotta to get my people in position
Help 'em envision a better living condition
Stop

on sor while i fuck up the viz
senki sem bír, but you cannot hang with gang and you go dissapear

aint watching my rear, előre nézek
huh, focused on money

on my dick
Threw the stash in the trash
Now I be like that slippery nigga
Avoided the trigger pull, you're lucky and shit, money
Cop had his gun drawn

sushi
Tell me the truth, I'll tell you the truth too
My brudda G, he got a screw loose
I thought this money made it easier now
But I had to go

Anti-Social

Futuristic

As Seen on the Internet

2016

my first name B, they tryna take shots at me like my first name G
That's a Hardball reference, I was only ten, snuck in to the theaters like, "This

Betrayed

Crips

Nationwide Rip Ridaz, Vol. 2: Betrayed

1998

thang
Quick to cook and breakin' cane
Straight runnin' thangs around the way
Havin' his money man
A rider from the hood understood by many sets
With

I Don't Even Trip

Totally Insane

Direct from the Backstreet

It's funny what some people would do for money 
As I was growing up I had a lot of stepping stones 
Never lonely had my older brother rey bones 
Back

Uh-ha

Mummy raised a good yute, but I'm bad like my surname Jackson
Fifty cent coins in this hand gun (baow)
You ever heard the MAC ring? Ain't

Loud Talkers

Doja Click

Speed Kills

Ren, the D-O-G
With the mackaholic, spittin' game
Never loud talk in the mouth for money, pushin' your fame

You got a big mouth like Jimmy Heart,

unlikely 

Never been the type to go and blow all this paper
But I might drop a little 3G if I date her 
And that obscene spending, don't like to blend in

the dances 

member when I got shh down by sainsburys 
he ain’t outside his scared for his safety 
Had his mum calling my phone leave my son alone an that she

the circle, I don't fuck around
My watch broken windows, I'm bustin' it down
Ayy '92 stained V8, hundred spoke Daytons
I'm ready to race young money guns
I tote

Smoke With Me

Lil' Keke

Birds Fly South

2002

[Chorus: Shima]
Come and smoke, with me
Let me put my lips around you, and there's ec-stasy
And I'm oh so glad I found you, each and e-veryday

Whagwan 

Certified block Captain ya mean

Keeping my ear to the streets

I be low key so you probably haven’t heard of me 

I’m a decade in and they

on my corner is owned by an Arab
But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm drivin'
Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep rhymin'
'cause some nigga's don't like