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Back on the Block

Quincy Jones

Back on the Block

1989

Ice-T, let me kick my credentials
A young player, bred in South Central
L.A., home of the bodybag
You wanna die, wear the wrong color rag
I used

of did)
Went and fucked my nigga's bitch
I admit, I admit that I did (I did it)
I fucked my girlfriends bestfriend (oh)
Yeah I tapped that in the back

Legacy

Travis Scott

Father of 4

2019

worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing

stan, my opportunity for bands
Turn 10 grand to a milli then
Imma reset the goal to a trillion
Where is the young man from?
From a city so gritty but I

Pop That

Lil Wayne

Dedication 4

2012

with French, excuse my French
I lose my mind before I lose my bitch
Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing
Bitch I ball like two eyelids
YMCM beat

If I fell I came back up than I climbed
Motivated by my partner in crime
I got the money on me and these thotties on me for the gang I ain’t chancing

the key to Freedom that we need Clock out, don't come Back. 500 bands on that check. Hey
500,000 in my mailbox, yeah. 500, baby. 500,000 in my mailbox, yeah

them country bands
I'm all on the world
I break them back ends from the show
Oh yeah
Ima' do it like never before
Oh yeah
Ima' do it like never before

it back twice feel the base and the drum
Young bossy chick from the Chi in this bish
Cash make make go berserk in this bish
Ya man walk by hell yeah he

Influenced by no substances
In their right minds both parties were
But a jury of his peers let Zimmerman slip through the crack
From decision no turning back

Gooder

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money [Clean]

2009

Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my

I'm finna slide til the day that i die
You won’t catch me in the same place, never twice
Play by my own rules, how i play? never nice
See i'm way too

a nigga with a harpoon
You guppies is shark bait and I gotta shark tooth
Sharp mind I hope its cutting clear
I want the heads of the greats as my souvenir
I

my prime?
Haunted in the night
Paying rent in my mind
Seize a moment
Keep it light
While we young and alive
Push start on a new life
Push start this

Fucking hate fakes
Drop ya like loot lake
See my bands? needa rake 
You lookin dumb? 
Fucking baked 
I'm a yung 
You need a bud
Put outta tongue 
Killin'

When I's a child
I did not belong
So I buried my mind in music
Got lost in the song
A young, lone wolf
Joins the tribe
And I's given a band T-shirt

yeah she on it

Back back cause I need my own space
Yeah, and I'm never cappin' bout my pace no
By my side young dizzle in my ace
Looking in the mirror

see
I been feeling blind for a long time
Tunnel in a dark mind
Pummel all the things I can't control
Struggle to that new life
Freddy in the young night

God, I gotta get my mind right
Mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
God, I gotta get my mind right, yeah
Back then it was pen

City millionaires, you know this ain't no cap

Yeah, you know this ain't no cap
Yeah, you know we made it happen
Yeah, put the hood on my back
Yeah

I never stop
Got to get to these bands
So I never stop
They try to fuck up my plans
They will never block
All this blood on my hands
I try to wash it

Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round

Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover

Rubber Band Man

T.I.

Trap Muzik [Clean]

2003

[Chorus]
Hey, who I'm is?
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right, 45 in my other hand
Who I'm is?
Call me trouble man, always in

I'm on my way to the top when I came from nothing
You've been writing in rareform I guess that's fronting
Ain't testing Eli's intelligence with your