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motherfuckin' boys
Naw my motherfuckin' bastards
Drivin' cars fast bastards
Turnin big on you puffy
We so savage just trust me
It get ugly then ugly
Can't see no

He went from toe sucker to a couch trucker and now you're a master simp
Get yo long palm tree neck ass back to the 413
I swear on your dog the whole

Straight Spittin

Rampage

The Imperial Album

1998

Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off the cliff
As I speak the shit to put my name on the list
The small thug with a slug put a mark on his wrist

they talking bout this
But they got a script Boi
Fuck out my face, these fuckers are fake
Just get off my dick Boi

Get off my dick for a minute

grease on the stage
ooops, I just stepped in it... (push)
Circlin' as we slide
The full stride for the ride
on a watered-down tip
we could never get by

boss replacement
Bullet pon him like horse weh run pon
Track and a lead by 8 length
Bout dem a federal secret agent
Mi nuh imitate di law fi people

The Truth

Common

Internal Affairs

1999

only recognized by the intelligent
Took the negative and positive, 'cause niggas got to live
Said I got to get more than I'm given
'Cause truth'll

And the spaces that lie in-between
Get me back to...

Going to capture the moment
Not be bound by the hands or the sands that mark on
Love-no defined sense of time

running lips the fuck is ya niggas on
He talk slick he get clipped why would I put niggas on
Relationships ruined by a bitch could never be what I'm

trying to hold a nigga for ransom
The bitches love me, when I thought I was ugly, they called me handsome
I knew God had a plan for me 'cause I'm Ms.

to trapping

I gotta get it, I’m bout my business 

Let’s see who with it

I’m gotta make it out the struggle 

Imma make it happen

Marks on the neck of music

overthinking again
Bout who do you you love
And why do you love me
Know I can get ugly
Know I am unstable
And I can't fix it
My body ain't like the others
Ain't

I done seen the good with the bad
A lil ugly lil sad
Yeah now im well beyond that
Im somewhere way up
Floating with the bags
Getting all I ever

weed with the roof missin'
I can't trust no bitch
If she ain't down to go and get her own shit
Eatin' lunch, takin' pictures by the ocean
Quit

I'm tryn get this paper no slack no sleep that's later
I'm tryn get this paper I'm tryn get this paper
My plan to stack by layers I barely see my

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

run it up
You know I'm bout my fitness
I keep getting better shit I'm bout to get it
"Who you signed with?"
Boy I'm independent
Only dreamers and we

playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga

Have My Cheese

Money Mark

Thugs Are Us

2001

Hustle 'til a nigga can't ball no mo'
Fall to the flo'
Cause the shit don't stop
Shit get real right here, Money Mark
J to the Dot
I make shit hot
I don't

Say you love me
Is it really trill or you going run when it get ugly
Worship the ground a nigga stomp no one above me
Skept I got it popping all

a rosary
Brother was killed by a piece of steel will the gun now focus me?
Talk bout death so hopelessly
In my mind I feel the pain that really no one else

One More Road To Cross

DMX

...And Then There Was X

1999

on his door, people talkin' 'bout "He ain't there"
But the house is packed, shit, I know he here somewhere 
See, money get high, I don't knock what

of this shit
Come cop
Nine to five
Working overtime

I can't kick it with you
Unless it's bout a dime
It ain't by the dollar
Ain't no need to holla

I'm

Do them all in one night
And pass out in the floor
Wake up at 7 am still high
From the night before
My life should've ended
By the time I hit line four