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the hat, the bag
I push the hate aside to get these racks
The glock get a tater tot and you get whacked
I'm in a race by myself
Ain't no way I'm finna lose

Ride

Lil Baby

Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 2

2019

a million on his head
Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds
Give a fuck about 'he say, she say' I don't wanna hear about what they

on da bih man I knock off her bonnet
Cut of people off cause the vibe was so toxic
Gettin so much money had to stop carrying a wallet
Coaching the game

get
And If you want it work on it
Cause somebody gone be up on it
If you name then claim it
If you seek you will find
If you knock it will open
If you

know I'm bringin' heat
Body done up, leave him all deceased
Back out the knocks, I don't give a fuck
They a hunnid deep, still gon' give it up
Been

talkin tough
Click clack I push your shit back
Walk up on me whippin out that little pistole I call his bluff
Get back no you can't get that
So many rounds

Your Body

Pretty Ricky

Bluestars

2005

homeboys
Faked out fake hugs leave me alone boy
Plus the candy lookin' good enough to eat
You can tell by the way the girls actin' cross the street
But

Rhymes I visualize synchronize digitize
Bytes don't hit up my socials when I send you
Clips, if you keep on barking then bullets get
Bit bitch get out

get bit 
Bitch get out of my way
Spill blood brains you ain't in my range but you getting ripped
Guess I contradict better that than miss
When I make

lights out
Y'all got that wannabe vision
Got corny songs about winning
So cringe it's killing me
You're just a 2D knock off version of me,
You got that

when it's drawn

Why yo beat don't bang
Why yo beat don't bang
Why yo beat don't knock
We pull up, turn out, then flee the spot
Why yo beat don't bang

niggas don't do kung fu
By the junk yard, niggas jumped you
Pull out the pump, can't punk you

Uh, pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch
Pull out

me
The people love me despite my crimes
Sucka MCs wanna bite my shine
So blingin’ out of control you would vomit
Don’t even touch dough, but my face is

you when your feet don't know where
Step by step just walk your road
Step by step, just walk out that door
Step by step, walk your road
At the end

You Upset Me Baby

Dr. Feelgood

BBC Sessions 1973-1978

2001

baby
Like being hit by a falling tree
Woman, what you do to me
She's not to tall
Her complexion is fair
Man she knocks me out
The way she wears her

bout that
You say I was the best to do it
Running back
Every time it is much greater
Look at that
Ima knock it out of the park
Where we at

This album

to be rich
And you find you are left by your lover,
And you moan and you groan quite a lot
You can take it on the chin,
Call a cab and begin to recover

devouring the values that you rooted in
Gown with a crucifix so spooky don't get through to him
Gouge out his eyes to watch the fool shoot at the hooligan

believe me, you a loser
Ooh
I don't know, I don't know
Under 21, it don't come
Under 21, we a savage
If you look at me like that it'll be a fucking carnage

you caught without one 
Cemetery coming & it can’t be out run
I'll be damned if I don’t shine the way I’m meant to
They never knew the real me I be

A matter of life and death now approaching you, as you're the only survivor
Remaining on a planet taken control by machines
Living in complete terror

Transformed into what you feared Your humanity forever waned

Now carving out your own path
New victims of The Aftermath

BEHOLD

Damned be the wicked

sick of wasting my time
Taking long looks back at my unfulfilled life
Wondering why nothing had ever gone right
G-funk boy, boy, you sure love to whine

Vision Incision [Incision in the Midfield Mix]

Unlinked Artist

Renaissance Worldwide: Singapore

1998

the shadows 
This ain't a game 
We're coming by stealth 
You know I got wealth 
Brain carnage self 
THERE'S no return
Speeding neck and neck with my own