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Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism 
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts 
It’s too hot up in the kitchen 
Had

Yeahhh 
Dat BIG shit you know like
This da Intro tho
Imma just let you niggas know 
Like right now like
This dat shit when you just riding in da car

Alhamdulillah

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

quest
A greed law
That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy
Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires
Are gamblin' until they muflis

enough
Drive-by's, blood-spattered on my shoe, I'm not hood enough
But why cry?
I Waka Flocka Flame, hit your block up
Thug life, it's in my veins, go

my competitor's car
These niggaz runnin 'round talkin 'bout they better than moi
When I'm done all that's gon' be left bitch is ya head and ya bra

The Old Fashioned Way

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word?

2002

[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll

The Old Fashioned Way

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word? [Clean]

2002

[Intro is continued talking by "Pimpin' Ken"]
What you rhyme mayne? You always spend G's
How much cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll

The only man who can fix it, got hit by my car

It's never too late to say it's too late
The end of every road could split in two ways
I wrote a whole album

U Ballin

Slim Thug

1st Round Draft Picks

2003

Playboy

[Chorus]
You balling
If you got Sprewell rims, and they crawling
If you got four five, Clarions balling
You hit the club on dubs,

Wesh les daronnes
J'vous dédie l'album
Car en vérité
Je vous affectionne
Ah ouais ça t'étonne
Petite bouffonne
Retourne twerker
Sur du reggaeton
Wesh

Soldier

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by

Don't get frustrated, it's complicated, he always with his friends
Look, there he go, by himself, slippin', he in that Benz
(Nigga, get out the car, you

dough, never snitch hood nigga principles and
byebye live by and die by nigga
even when im finger fuckin hoes finga on tha trigger
diamonds in ma crucifix

you saving for? You know?
(And by the way sir, this Fendi shirt's a go)
Just because there's more to it than music
You understand?
Niggas gotta have

Ooh oh, ooh oh, oooh oh oh

I'm ridin' 'round and my car's low
(What you waitin' for?)
Feel like I hit the lotto
(What you waitin' for?)
I'm

don't even own a fast car
And then I go on Instagram and post a pic and I get zero likes and zero hits
Sure, sucks being me
Even when there are others in

How you doing? I been good, boy
Second album it's a sophomore
Niggas say the in the game, but they barely
Touchin' the ball like it's softcore
How

Got one hit, you think you an all star baby
Ha, you sure got somethin' to learn, rookie ass nigga
It's the big hill baby, stand strong motherfucker,

Yeah, we could be superstars (I gotta get this off my chest, ya heard me?)
We been rather wreckin' cars (ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
I forgive you for

know who you are
You should
Don't hit em with your car
Smoke another gar
Get another bowl pack
It's real in the field
So you gotta show that
You grow

enough
She get a car today (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt)
Hit that dash, skate (skrrt), hit that dash, skate, skate (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Fifty

(Hit-Boy)

A man reproduces himself, through his child
So when he leave here, he can just smile
But I see fit to stay here a while
Maybe buy

the album, I was floatin' on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got 'em clothes up the flow

Still D.R.E.

Dr. Dre

Still D.R.E. [CD Single]

1999

off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it