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on hard
I be rippin them tracks
And by the time it hit the shelves
I'll be gettin' it back!
So many niggaz playa hatin'
So I'm totin a gat
Pistol grippin',

keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!

[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website

Swerve...the Reeping of All That Is Worthwhile (Noir Not Withstanding)

Shabazz Palaces

Black Up

2011

that's show
But if you move about it, it's a go, well

Dynamic electromagnetic style utensils
Golden-tempered circles enjoyed only by the members
Heat

Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick

well
We are some partying mothafuckas"

Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick

by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot

1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with

Act II: T.I.

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

Umm, uh what the fuck, what time is it?
I swear I parked my car, shit

Aye, light hit my face sun brought the heat
Open my eyes, see my car

want to hit it
Cause shorty melt my ceiling
She don't want to go out
She want to chill at my house
Sorry bro it's over
Shorty staying over
She want

Jumping up and down at your every whim
Want to work this hard? I hit the gym
Hit the club, have some fun meet my girls, party hop
hit the pool like an aqua

l m rich
But l m handsome 
Moving in a fast lane 
We go have good time 

Don't worry 
Uhma pull up when need me
Hit my phone up
Like tonight we make

I made up my mind and I hit up the locksmith
He showed me where the stocks went
Had to butter my bread and get rid of my toxins
I was stuck now, now I

that boy got hit by seekers
Coke bottle body bitch but she plain jain aqua fina
Hit her fah the night then jst like tht boy father imma leave her

I'mma

I'm Still #1

Cypress Hill

In tha Beginning...There Was Rap

1997

Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but the break of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original, teacher of this type

I'm Still #1

Boogie Down Productions

Mix Tape, Vol. 1

1998

Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style

need h2o little 
Do they know they can sue the System make the aqua pura flow
Hit my knees I thank the lord
For Another twenty-four spread my Wings then

You said you're gonna get up off the couch
(you won't)
You said you're gonna put an album out
(you won't)
You said you're gonna go out on a limb
(you

got passed like a bag of chips
Young Aqua, FaZe up we hittin’ clips
8th hit just like Kobe in his prime age
I stepped back, started rappin’ from far

Why do I even bother
Get me aqua, calming my mantra
It's alarming I let get this far
I'm Prince Charming with your chick, hit hard

I'm just hoping

Ooowee
AMG had some gas
Hmm hmm hmm
Ayyy
I think Ima change my name
To Swill Yamaguchi
I be skating anythang and everythang
And you could tell by how

Diamonds clear like aqua
Try to snatch I'll pop ya
Make ya sing like opra
Make em feel it in they chase Make em notice me
Make her feel it in her stomach she

Swept up gotta check up, Dose up he tha brother man
Quick moves, Big rubber bands
Keep fuckin round you irrelevant
We shoot out the roof hit yo temple fam

all black
Hop out Laredo's
Equipped with the potato strap
Get turned to home fries
That's by any means to see the dough rise
Ill! This bitch's pussy

Gone
Open the window
It's hot like a pistol
The smoke filled the room like a bong

Hits full of Hindu
Keep green on the menu
Told all the mammals

(Wheezy outta here)

Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch, yeah, I'm back
Ah, ah, I hit the club on the up, you can come with the racks (uh, come with