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Never Recover

Drake

Drip Harder

2018

the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond

And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We

Crooked Ass Nigga

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

ki's, I'mma get him, think I won't? (better get'em)
And my nigga 2Pac got the fucking Glock cocked, and he's ready
When the kid, didn't even bring

hoes prevail and raise hell
To bring heaven on earth, some blessings of curse
With haters I had Le'Veon's burst
By runnin' through hoes my Jada had

seen it
And the way we rockin out swear we were sea sick
There’s no way to stop it now yes I really need this
A super clean man has a super scheme

Nototious Thugs

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Notorious [Original Soundtrack]

2009

forgot, everyday in the ghetto,
We start em' off ending with hit em' up out with a pen and pad hit me led now
Kick it

Nigga roll wit Bone up into

way too relentless (wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (whoa)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (clean)
My brodie top chef, whip

taken back
They taken back, by my skills

Strike a cord in their nerves
Give em all the chills
La Roux comin' for you swagger on a hundred mill
A hundred

plentiful
Tested by the wise yes bitch I'm fool proof
Projecting my demise
Bullet proof vest
In the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising'
Death

The last thing you see is the look in my eyes and it's haunting
I'm leaving you here to bleed out on the concrete
They could tell pretty quick by the way

all by myself
Just 5 years old but I sure am cold
My mom's out cooking steak for someone else

Sure am sleepy but I'mma wait till mama come
Eh, the rich

the skeeter-skeeter
Rubbers worn out
You can tell by the mileage meter
Betty-Betty McBetty, the name of my new Chevy
She snow-snow whiz-ite
The color of fish scaleys

bring that bitch around me

Cause you be pillar-talkin' these bitches
I be out here tryin' to get the money
Tryin' to get all the digits
Shawty, they be

Back rubs by the fire place
Get it missionary back to basics
I get it again
Baby you gon' come and ride on it
Backwoods for the mind state, clean

kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You

follow fast
That's how shawty get an instant grand
Got her hittin' 40K on Instagram
40 K
(Wild out)
60 K
(Plus 20)
80 K
(Now she hit)
100 K
(Bring it back)

409

Ice-T

Rhyme Pays

1987

It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our Adidas with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the bass
Ya want to hear us rock?

the lights
She bring a friend I’m gone turn em to dikes
I love the money she loving the pipe
Run through a check then I fuck her all night
Knew I was different

the best lick
And stepped out clean with a fresh fit
I'm charged up
Ride the track like a fly train
The flow out here givin' em migraines
I'm charged up

bring up my name
I don't even wear that shit they wear
I come through Louis, A1, they clean
She fucked him for some to get back
But I'm like, "Shh,"

Streets Raised Me

Mobb Deep

Murda Muzik

1999

get em, I'm gonna have em 
Pull out the sweeper, and spray it at them 

I ain't no killer, you know me 
But I'll be damned if I don't lie for my

jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can

Step up in this bitch with like 2 fist fulla ones
Ready to blow it on a bitch that clean me up with her tongue
Got this dick up by her ribs she think

Lit Like Bic

Rae Sremmurd

SremmLife

2015

ever leave you?
I see right through you
Get money with the same crew
I fuck the same hoes like you
Switch 'em out once a week, I'm cool
That's mid,

let's eat
And celebrate as we mambo to the beat
Killer combo for ya feet, everybody out ya seat
Grab a lady by the waste before you's meet
Then Polo