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Royce da 5'9"

Mood Muzik, Vol. 4: A Turn for the Worst

2010

to have models screamin' get behind me
E-pills and Maybach's ain't gon' matter if your tip is tiny
Nevermind me, we could get knee-deep in the beef
Seek

Remember the Titans

Royce da 5'9"

Mood Muzik, Vol. 4: A Turn for the Worst

2010

to have models screamin' get behind me
E-pills and Maybach's ain't gon' matter if your tip is tiny
Nevermind me, we could get knee-deep in the beef
Seek

Ice
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Baby
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Baby
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Baby
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Baby
Ice
Ice
Ice Baby
They say you don’t want no beef with my people lil

beef
I smoke more than I eat

Ooh yeah baby I like that
Click that post that
Yeah I write back
IG Snapchat yeah we on that
Hit me in the DM
And I hit you

yes I doo
Baby Baby Baby yes I doo

Salute to the troops
From the army
To the street blocks
My niggas on call to serve dog
If that beef hot
Smoking

Baby
98 my momma birthed the 410 
Baby
Twenty killing shit and I ain’t having no



Babies



Throwing back that ass for me, she got me like 



Baby

aint into that
Swear these niggas done thought it was beef
Until I entered it
To leave a message, yeah
Ouh
Ouh
Ouh
I’m just a bando baby
Yeah
I’m just

to these bitches like Rod Wave
Baby go away, you don't gotta stay
If you end up leaving baby, then that's okay
I'm on go, beef with a lame that's a no-no
I

high
And hit the ceiling
Trust it'll make us fine
Baby just say your mine
But she already love some dude
(Aye)
Make fake beef in my mind then I settle it

I got hittas in the whip aye
I got bitches on my dick aye
I got everything them boys don't have but they want beef
I got everything you want up here

crch and clap for me 
Keepin' track, never lack 
Clappin' when it's beef 
Even set a trap when it's that fuckin deeep 

Love ain't same 
Baby and Wayne
I

she you wouldn't fall back
And it Fall back
Baby let me call back
And don't fall back
Cause you'll never understand
Why I did it
My heart is cold
And my

I'ma zoko, go to the life
Thirty K-2-A-2, that's a good day
Boss for the show, I'm always get my way
We Don't beef over hoes, we beef over pape
And we

fibre

Two slice of Hardough bread
Mi na go tell u twice star Jahnodead
Back in the days bully beef fried egg
Now man Ital rasta, fruit and veg
Cornmeal

Ah oh na na na
Na na na na
Baby vi är från Araby darling

Baby vi är från Araby darling
Här vi snurrar i en bil med en MAC 10 ah
Här det bara araber

Violation then we stepping out
Any angle by my weapon now
On the high road nigga I ain't settle down
Making money baby I ain't been about
Nittys

where the bread be?
I see beef as dead meat
"Who that?" (Yes) The president, yeah, me, no one scare me
And you ain't gotta double-dare me, hear me?

Mafia Music

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

of white car smell like blue cheese
That boy get salad beef bout movements
BM dubs on them big things looking foolish
Shawty sitting low big things popping

to play my song before I leave you kno
wat I need is a independent bitch dat can pay her own
bills and help a nigga get rich where them baby mama's
that

Gimme Dat

Ludacris

Hate It or Love It [Clean]

2007

[Chorus]
[Bobby Valentino]
I just want that gushy, gimme dat (gushy)
I just want that gushy, baby that's (awww)

[Chingy]
I got my pockets all swole,

(Oh no) I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no) My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no) I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no) Cry babies

And when they hear that new Weezy
All the dough boys go crazy
And watch the dough boys go crazy
Weezy f ya heard yea I do it for
The money baby

witness
The worship happen in public
Where babies grow and turn into killers
And and how they become it
They evolve as a result of not
Having food in

Con quella faccia baby dai cosa ti aspetti da lui 
Io penso a derais e mi diverto se ci prendi sul serio 
Sto tranquillo se tu hai fretta tranqui