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I’m tryna get money by trucks in a major way
Comin’ like a man want me to pull up n release di pain
I can’t get a m charge spex I got shit to gain

These niggas wanna live by the gun
Guess what, you gon' get what you want
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton

The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato

but they call him Big PreZ
That n***a must got a ladder, That’s fast how he get up there?

Keep the fye on the pillow, I sleep ready
Don’t come by with

Get on Up

Money Mark

Book of Thugs: Chapter AK Verse 47

2000

Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin'

what I felt 
You ain't toke what I toke 
How you livin life full of the evil 
Full of wrong n shit that ain't legal 
Disobeying by the stripes w

a beam ima clean up the beef call it Mop n glo 
I do this gun rap to leak my aggression 
And feed my obsession 
For beats by my brethren 
We kinda like

Lying by the side of the road
One hand on a gun and one on a rose
Lovers climb the roof of your mouth
You kiss your own tongue and then curse

Being held back by gun blasts I duck it
See the wrong path and I double back on it
Got a long track of the laughs gone bad
Last one running you don't

was all the things that my friends said He sure had me convinced
I was the only thing worth saving
By a knight in shining armor with guns a blazin'
Two

Choppa propeller knock down houses and trees 
Ball every day like i carry my team 
N***** try to rob it's a stick and a beam
Bad lil vibe she was out of my

to sleep on the floor
The same lil' nigga chased off by the store
And now I got a mil', nigga, I'm the GOAT
Heart so cold, need a Moncler coat
My gun hot

Jump

N.E.R.D.

Fly or Die [Clean]

2004

out)N-E-R-D
(I'm checking out)N-E-R-D

N-E-R-D

Asinine suits by the BBC
Asinine suits by the BBC
Asinine suits by the BBC
Asinine suits by the BBC

might need a chauffeur
Lean in my soda
So I'ma need a shoulder
Why you got your nose up?
I smell like Guns N' Roses

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I don't

Bitch i’m back 

All my boys like bad ass dogs they all attack 
N i love breaking bread but i cant share it witch you if you slack 

Break yo back

feelin now?
Stuck up in my mind, one too many days, probably cuz them bars were raised way too high, oh
Drowning in my flaws, diction got me by the balls,

Slippin'

Kid 'N Play

Face the Nation

1991

He was a drug trafficker
Large (large?) You should see what I mean
Yo, look in the dictionary under large, it says Gene
(What about guns?) Man, he

a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang

You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I

cable
N-N-Now where my bad bitches? W-W-Where Pretty Gang
T-T-T-Twerk that ass and let dem titties hang!

All they talk about is dollars
You ain't talkin'

and verbs
You just stumble over your words
So in love with my shit
They save it in pampers
The only pull ups be the drive by
When I pull up then pull out

Taking hit by hit
Keep it together
Yea we ten toes down
Cause we forever
I'm speaking on
What I learned from my elders
They the ones who held my

aiming for the moon, it's not off limits, nigga you could get it
Got gees that don't have guns, and yet they making killings
On this side we catch cruise

Guns N' Roses
She a IG model, she do IG poses
And she fuck with me
I put some bad bitches on notice

The shit I can't af (Ford) so I had to focus

machine guns had his ligaments torn
Police asked me what happened, I don't know I'm steady rappin
Excuse me as a suspect, that's a hot lie
I did not give

competitive fa’ sho country and real po’ my family and basketball was all that I lived fo’
Fo a region that’s real slow I grew up real fast by 10 I had shot