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It can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah

Made my first buck
I ain't let it go to my head (Nope)
I can tell by a nigga
Lingo if he gettin'

pissed off
Used to talk to you before you had died, made me a lil' soft
I still cry to my mama like a lil' baby, but I'm a big dog
Hundred fifty mill'

Four fifty-five, I drive by doin' a hundred
And I stay blunted
'Cause I do what I need
And that's the reason that they love me
'Cause I've been

Bounce It

Juicy J

Bounce It

2013

bounce it
I'm about to throw a couple thousand
Ones, fives, tens, twenties
Work your way up to the big face hundreds, just bounce
Bounce it, bounce it
I'm

Make Way

Fat Joe

5 * Stunna

2007

way
Uh oh no
Him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold
Me so poor
Me come them

And a hundred gunners spraying
Colors, wet you up, tomato
We at war with chapos, send my head honcho
Get your bitch at brunch
Double back duwop for lunch
Big guns

Big on big
I count up 1 then I count up 10
100 more man I swear gotta get it in
Pockets thick like they takin' apetamin
If you talkin' that talk then

broad
I'm not with a gang of rabbits, but they go by mentions, broad
Unlike my last bunny gal, you're a fraud, you're a fraud
Feel bad for the next you

itchin', just like I got fleas
I got straight Zombieland 'round me
Yo? What's on his head
We gon' collect that bounty
I was so stuck in them
Trenches

Turnin' all these heads I'm getting everyone to look quick
Big Gordon Ramsey moves 'cause all I do is cook shit
I feel like MJ I'm moonwalking over

and loot
They killin' all of our people, just pick us off one by one and get wanton endangerment
Breonna Taylor was murdered in March
After 6 months, that's

a 100 mill
Stuck by side since the womb for you I'll kill
We done tortured niggas to the max no emmet till
I'm the king New York yeah that's big shoes

that I do, for real
Leave by example, look at my paperwork, here you go that's the proof
I get the loop, but still I'm humble, can't get the big head

Ian T's ready to pop off

I obliterate

Pistol to the head or sawed off 

Which do you prefer

cnyone thinkin they're hot shots 

I'll incinerate

at one hundred
No more brakes
No more brakes
No more brakes
I'm back at one hundred
No more brakes
No brakes
Unless you whipping a big body
There ain't no

take all the light but we humble
Never break another mans hustle
Go ‘head grab a plate if you hungry
Show respect and keep it a hundred
We American

Real Shit

Eric B. & Rakim

Classic

2003

the kill-or-be-killed kind of attack 
Steamin' ___, speedin' navigatin' the map 
Negotiating with a chick, she got her head on your lap, ya hand on your gat

get it ayee)
Bad lil bitch she a goat
Rollie on my wrist all gold
All this drip gon show
Big bank rolls like whoa
We get it 4Shit sho
Checc by checc I

Bullets big, that automatic AR-15 love to scream, uh
Thats not a typo the sound is so delightful
And just like Taylor Swift, I love it when I get to hear it

dont make you invincible
Politicians stay paid by not having principles
Shit really simple
Be tryna ignore it shit sit on my mental
Four hundred years

biggie, ironically, I was with Eric Taylor 
cnd stole candy for school 
When big Cliff worked at the merit station
That's a deadly combination dishonored my

(Intro)
Cuz the beat keeps knockin and the bottles keep poppin

(Djon Taylor)
Aye yo Cash, wus up man, ya shit is fire player, I see you out here in

with
Something to Remember Me By

Two hundred pubs
Two hundred kebab shops
(It's doing my fucking head in)
Two hundred pubs
Two hundred kebab shops
(I'm

can count it by myself
Got different flavors everything top shelf
Big pistol right up under my belt
Don't need no nigga count them 100's myself
Pussy