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for a living
Pump loud like a stage crowd left Streetz with the water whipping 
Yay and Meth portray a chef we be in and out all sorts of kitchens

Me and Gukz we spinin again
Me and Tez we fucking yo friend
After that we gon spin inna benz
Two bad bitches on me and mans
F-Fuck out my face I

watching me
Beat, beat, beat, beat it to the, my, my, my, Master one
It's the F u n k a s a u r u s, with the daily dose of funk, we coming at you like we

will have the strongest blood pump feeling like f**k it
Had me chasing gear feeling like Im stunting
She said get at me when you rocking the means

off, Queen Latifah
Got a chopper with a drum
Split swishers with my thumb
Get money like Donald Trump
Double barrel on that pump
This Kush I got ain’t no

spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood

Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up

I let off rapid
Don't think I'm gon' run, n***a yeet, let me pump that action!

They think I'm just rappin', I'm on go, you love actin', then let's

local, O-V-E-R, that shit over
F-O-C-U-S, on focus, I'll pop Xanax
Got me rollin'
F-U-C-K, S-O-B-E-R, I swear, man
Fuck being sober
Said I didn't fade away

You wanted me to throw that shit up
Some niggaz wanted me to slide
I did I was gone do it wrong or Right
I pledge big on loyalty n*gga
Kos I might

Hood I Know

Beanie Sigel

State Property

2001

children off the block
And my real niggas, if they coming, clique come on
In my hood, F-are-double uh

Cock back, double pump
You rapping, I just happen

produced by me
Try with the flow
B**** im sorry you cant be me
So just drop it
Drop the bone run
Do the math hun
Ive been in this game
When you was joining

the-the-the O, the P the E
Riding clean, the G the L, it's 63
Ooh-wee, see chicken heads, they fiend for me
Yung north S-I-D-E, W-E-T bitch

Yeah

(Boww Boww)
Better then Ya top Five 
Ni**a dead or alive 
Rap game sleeping on me 
Guess its time to wake em up 
F**k Ya favorite rapper 
Hogtie em

That's All I Have

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I

her snoring
Find me finger fucking franklins, these other niggas is boring
It's that nigga Kid F an I'm wishing niggas was stepping
But we never

just check on my rank
Making deposit go Straight to the bank
Pump in my hand like I'm filling the tank
Feeling that shit if you f**k with the gang
Call

up that fat sweet, turn on the Bub lights,
hand on the wood grain, ass on that tight white
Who be me, F. White, Butch Brisco
harder than a Saturday

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Q-R-S-T-U-V
W-X- Y and Z

Now they don’t make no song’s like these
So I’m back to the basics of Real MC’s
Now you

the one shootin'
You better watch Dimo Lotte
Protect the gang for L.I.F.E. and so much more
You know the Guru so protective of you
Big head hunnids,

Gravity

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

New Waves

2017

crazy
I'm all in 'cause I'm all out of that cash
Don't pump me up for that disco
I got a pistol for your ass
Momma's boy, raised by the same bitch

came from England was the Queen and tea!



Amy said she'd teach me bout the birds and the bees
but i told her small axes chop down big trees.
i left her

2 Glocks [U-Neek's Remix]

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection, Vol. 2

2000

take it
Grab a player hater by the neck
Choke him out and try to break it
Give me your money
Drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you

brathas
I’m Ina cut witta mfn glock
5 point 56 shells in his face
D G A F I know dropped
Everybody round me gon keep a stick
9 times out of 10 of mine
Dead

Shit, cement pump in my veins
Hard body to the death
Scream fuck the world with a capital F
Everybody extinct
It’s just me and my niggas left
And this is