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forever, through the winter, summer

When you sit by a nigga by his dime bed Or hit the club with your friends, get drunk and high instead
But love me

world wonder how
My chain shine nice
But I am not defined by the money
Not defined by the ice what defines me
Let me tell you what defines me
Is the heart

Gucci and Dior, leave that by the floor mat
Saw her in the club lights
She was with the drug life
Found out the plug was her ex-boyfriend
She know I'm

Average Man

Obie Trice

Cheers

2003

you touched from a slug
Huggin' the streets like you in love
Your heart race like
The ambulance arrive
They rush you to 'spital, flyin' by my ride

fuck yeah she real
Sour diseal just to heal 
Know that I stay real 
I ain't signing no deal
I do this shit by myseeeeellf
I do this shit by myseeeeellf
I

created by instar
Once my name was on chalkboards now it glistens in lights 
Pour my heart through the pa I'm reborn every night
Put my logo in concrete

Next morning, hangover, hit me like a doomsday
I was tryna get over all the hate and all the rude things
Mend a broken heart that was broken by my boo

by my side now
Got my bitch in the whip when we slide down
New limo tint level 5 now 
Hitting licks we like bonnie & Clyde now 
I got my baby wit me

DONT UNDERSTAND

They 
Don’t understand 

I am 
The man

They thought 
I was nothin
But I got the plans


Walk in 
The club and 
 I’m throwing
 Some

Is this glock?

Yuh

Back on some club shit
Hold on we back on some club shit
Back on some club shit
Hold on we back on some club shit
Back on some

The ordinary

Isn't it so amazing baby?
Time goes by and you disappear with all the others that hurt me before 
In my mind and in my heart

This is how we go

Bouncin' in the club
That's how we living
BOBO by my side
Unicorns Hitting
The heat of the night
The beat of our hearts
Our movement is spreadin'

man it's time to go
All my ladies in the club shake some ass drop it low
It's a TNT summer that mean "True Niggas Thrivin'"
We gon get it jumpin', give

Young Pac n****
Are you ready?
Seen you in the club lil shawty I'll make a move
You don't got a man I see that you staring too
Ain't no one can stop

Mic-Nificent

Canibus

2000 B.C.

2000

heart bitch
I write rhymes using your blood for my ink cartridges
Paleoanthropologists, polish the bones 
of rapper artist after I dip in my

Oh, it's time to open up my broken heart
It was broken down to parts by you
The words love you to are superfluous
No, you couldn't be excused
So

Nice Guy

Eminem

Kamikaze

2018

fuckin' suck, man
Suck my dick, you fuckin' suck, man
I hope that your heart get hit by a semi-truck
Suck my dick, you fuckin' suck, man

I hop in your

In my universe 
I just get some more 
I might hit the club
She might hit the curb 
Im on Purple Hearts 
Ain’t no kevin harts 
Tell em that’s what’s

Flex

D-Bo

Triple F Life: Friends, Fans & Family

2012

know 'bout flexin'?
Might pull up to the Weston and have your girl undressin'

I've this ice on me but my heart cold
I'm a real nigga, bitch, check

the club with a ten-millimeter, regular clip a dozen (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd)
And this Gucci backpack filled with racks (filled with racks)
Try

you
Without you by my side
'Cause I've drowned in you
Then my heart just won't let me be right

Uh
I would drive around just to get a text
From

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up

Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major


Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up