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Awhudis?
Abwoi WEALTH
We dey hustle hard for the mo (money)
We dey hustle hard for the mo (money)
We dey hustle hard for the mo (money)
We dey hustle

all like Master P
Florida Boy like Pastor Troy, I still got pussy in Detroit
Last time up in G5, Shawty came to me and took em off
Ain't even have no

the fruit of peach, uh
New church, new pastor but fuck what they preach
Saved by the bell and I ain’t talking Screech
It cost for the lips bitch kiss me

in the hoods over 50 years
And they still ain't doing nothing for us
When I say us, the hebrew israelites are
So-called black people
We need to see

you to pray for me i'm
Just going through some things right now
Grandma: Well, what's going on?
Lecrae: Well, you know, just
Everything family, money

In Trouble

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Chronicles, Chapter 2

2001

Trouble"
I'll never do it again, for real
	"In Trouble"
Word, somebody help me, it's real
	"In Trouble"
Please make everything be ok
	"In Trouble"
I'm

don't really care about that
What they did I know they did it for a reason
Cause shit
The picture ain't always white and black
Still it's hard out here

He'll show you how to get it, pay a tax for it
I'm talking legal money, boy aint got to jack for it

I'm on a winning team
I'm talking troy Aikman
I get

Back Up

Baby D

Off Da Chain

2000

fighter 
The southern writer, the preacher and keep a heater beside 
Oomp Camp and Pastor Troy we letting it ride 
So many died, I ain't never been

Haiku d'Etat

Aceyalone

Haiku D'Etat [Pure Hip Hop]

2004

energized, my music finds a way
to survive through the times and with the kinds today
L.A., what a wild place to be
styles by Ab, Mike Troy, and A.C.E.

Chorus

My hands to myself
Imma ridah I ain't never ran for no help
Kept that by the belt cause
Niggas will get to creepin
My niggas will grip them heaters

something foreign streets still calling
Everytime it rain, more money for the team
06 in this barol, pull back, bang bang
Murder like so what, money
I sold

7-1-3

Lil' Flip

Undaground Legend [Bonus CD]

2002

magazines for a while!

[Chourus x1]
Because we represent the 7-1-3!
The type of Rappers y'all never goin be!
We makin money y'all never goin see!
Because we

stabbing - movies show you where the knife go
Then they sell you life for death like Geico  
Somebody better mail my check

My money 
My money 
My money
My

ever ask for help
Fuck you mean? That's that cash you smelled
Talk crazy, no pastors here
Make a pussy do a backwards flip
Hallelujah, yeah,

out 
Got a Heart like Pastor Troy Well uh-huh dats da Sound 
With dat Gullah fam Nipsey Hustle Running laps now 
Awe man Yeah Its up and Its stuck like

niggas like it's '04
Next to Copeland's on Broadway
More money, more ways, the more clickin'
The more waitin'
Don't be annoying, hittin' my phone all day

got no love for the po po
Turn the tv on I can't breathe
Is a no no
You can abide by the law
And still get you neck stepped on
Man I'm appalled
They

Work hard for the money
She work (hard for the money)
She work (hard for the money)
Go on shake that money maker
She work (hard for the money)
Go

pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,

Iraq (See the World)

Capone-N-Noreaga

The War Report

1997

a bunch of smoke flow astoundly
	new assembly, new identity, remember me
	keep remedy for the poison of my enemies
	maw and remy, Jack D the allizy, yo

laced by Troy
Fuck with Nore then you know
That you some dumb boy
Me and Clipse got clips for
Ya'll faggots and boys what!

I blaze bombs, nowadays it's

While you sitting out of bounds
I blow money
I blow clouds
Weigh my money by the pounds
Buy momma a beach house
So amazing never coming down
People hating

everything to make a ream while I blow up on the rap scene
Catch me?
You hear that?
Ya buddy im Troy Boltin been Living like a wildcat
Barry Bonds at bat, when