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I pop out at night
Cause I shine in the moonlight
Trynna set the tone
I'm just trynna get my mood right
My drip wet like water nigga
You know what

Trap or Die

Bun B

Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101 [Snowman Deluxe Edition]

2005

mayne 
Real fuck wit' real, nigga (ayy, ayy)
And these niggas ain't real out here on these motherfuckin' streets, nigga (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Especially

mayne 
Real fuck wit' real, nigga (ayy, ayy)
And these niggas ain't real out here on these motherfuckin' streets, nigga (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Especially

the floor
Or then forty four slugs gonna hit you, ho
I don't care what it takes, I pull out a gear
Fuck the snakes, and Kurtis Blow with The Breaks off

revenge like I'm Nick Cage
Hell you think that shotty for?
By the way
I just body ho's
You would think I'm John Gotti, yall
Rum in my cup
Indica blunt

my Jewler my dentist 

It's big One11 move militant

(Fight breaks out)

Cum down my throat better make me start guzzling (guzzle)
Drinking nut till I'm on a pornhub video
Backshots blow my back out like a homo (Sexual)
Think

you what's going on

Nelly:
What's going on 'cross the seas?
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers, indeed
Got mommas crying out

with the way I whip and swervin all this P
Yeah yeah left whip trappinese
Thinking bout them M's while she slurping me down
I be whippin yeah break it by

ain't throwing no hands
Throwing no hands
I took a break from my lil' rap, now see me in my mode
With my brother Hen, I ain't gone switch
I live right by

give mum a grandson
These ladies moving crazy, uh
Wanna have babies by me
Lately I've been keepin' my head down
Ain't been wildin', takin' time out

Blur out her face, cause we don't need no witnesses
Strip club with Kyle and John Freddy
I mean Larry the Lobster, yo, that's my partna
And I've heard

boot, I don't care, I'm the new John Wayne
A slid a cart to my brother like Nintendo games
Or an MP3, a new TV, a hood CD

One, two, three, you can bet

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some

Young G's

The Notorious B.I.G.

Hip Hop: The Collection, Vol. 2

2005

to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some

To make it drop like a rap
And when this shit drop
It's like crap in the john
Pull this metal out the hat what type of magnet I'm on
(I'm on)

Cold days by

Nigga i'm going no auto on niggas, you hear me
If you aint got a plate
John Madden I just need a play
Hold on turn me down in the headphones
Its

by a brick wall
King Ghost yeah we're gonna make him fall
Just kidding, yo
You know I got him real weak in the knees
Taking him out so you call me

there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'

And I found out Al B
Sure!'s your real damn daddy
And your stepdaddy's P Diddy
Sean Combs, Puff Daddy, P Diddy
The nigga got nine names
The nigga got

Squat!

Mike D

Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump

2000

the M-I-K-E, ooh, to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.p.
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got

the M-I-K-E, ooh, to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.p.
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got

Freek-A-Leek

Petey Pablo

Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]

2004

I want to hear that song from Lil' John and Petey Pablo

Aight, I got that coming right up for ya
Now shout out the radio station that gave ya what

can't make me
Suckers can't break me back to back jabs
But I'm still gettin' eighty
Just to walk through
And have them hoes going crazy
All this cash