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Real Nigga

Boosie Badazz

Out My Feelings (In My Past)

2016

out Park Town
Big Gator one who made this song
I play it so real, I play it by ear
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout cowboy
But J Prince is real

Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets

chilling in the big ride
Even though we be living that good life
Real ride or die gyal by my side
Real love, that is somethin' weh we can't hide

From

taught by a few uncles
Spic, Derek, Uncle Paul I salute uh huh

God gave me a testimony
God gave me a testimony
We can bang anyway you want it
Try me nigga

Tanktop
Mach' aus deinem Tanktop ein Netzhemd
Schieße aus dem Black Van
Drive By mit der Mac-10 keine Filler Lines
Ich servier' euch Punchlines
Mein Outfit

my Vans on
Looking at your lady, as you walk on by
Lookin hella tasty, as she’s waving hi
Head on to my table, cop a couple bottles
Felling hella

If you don't got a body, you can't relate
If you don't bang, you can't get in the car
Big Woo, know I'm shootin' them stars
Mama beggin' me to pray

with a ball of chain
A barbarian on paper
Every bars tailored for your Paul Bearer
Allahu Akbar
A battling rap god slash bar maker
Bar Mitzvah glass jaw

Ganja Smuggling [DVD]

Eek-A-Mouse

Greensleeves Sampler

1990

early sunday morning it was a big ganja smuggling
Ina de mud me a pick kali bud an me a load dem down in off the top 
One by one, load up de van, all

werk is van Danville tot Waterkloof
Tot Arkadia en almal wat goed weet van gewapende roof

Ek skryf vir die mense wat piekniek hou by die

Stunting
Now they All Run it Fuck yo’ family tree I’m Paul Bunyan
I need more records
We ain’t really Into drive by’s I’m with Peacekeepers and them Door

History of Rap

Jimmy Fallon

Blow Your Pants Off [Deluxe Version]

2012

to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat/now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat/and me,

Rubens
'K Geef ze lik op stuk eh met dopere schijven
Big bang als George Lemaître

Zwijg over swag, ge snapt 't vak ni
Ge beleeft hiphop surreëel als

Paul
Just to pay Peter again but Peter work for the law
And now Paul tellin' ya business to Peter and all his friends
And that's the Big Bang folks how

of the dead for a second
Nigga, time for Armageddon
Ok, I been known to click jaws
Finger flick broads 'til they lips gone
Big boss with a blick tossed by my

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
(It's Van)
Yeah
Yeah, what we doing that's the catch and score (Shooting shit)
See us by the way that we up the pole (Bow bow)

Stella

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

Stay dip, cute bitch out in Delaware, moving our bricks
So hard, stupid big stones from Miss Stella ear
She just turn 35, we in the spot on Martin

you when the bullets be touchin you
Paul bearers'll carry you
to the cemetary where your momma gon' bury you
Black suit be fittin you nigga, I got hood

through your tape recorders
And everybody wanna hit but
Everybody ain't got this
At a show watch Big Chan rock it
Like gangs my shit bang in the streets
I

balls (bang bang)
Shooting rats in ze stalls (bang bang)
Big muzzles like jake paul

(verse 2)
Yeah papa is ze best it is easy zu see (so easy)
Trust me

where props
Are due big shout-out to
Diddy, Chris Paul, and Kanye for
Coming to see me, especially with
Their schedules i know that they had
To go through

die Skotte
Soek nog n whiskey vir die slotte
En die manne van die Iere
Plant net bomme by hul bure
En die manne van die Rose
Speel soos manne met

Peel yo shit back like a onion
Pull up, big stick like Paul Bunyan
Put a stick to yo shit like I'm plumbin'

Hop in a Range or hop in a Charger
Shoot

Stella

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

Stay dip, cute bitch out in Delaware, moving our bricks
So hard, stupid big stones from Miss Stella ear
She just turn 35, we in the spot on Martin