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this life
Matter fact you know I've been to hell and back twice
Angels stuck by my side that I should have made my wife
But I spend all my time online

when they broke
'Cause when they get that money
They lose touch with the folks
Back up in the hood that made
Him famous from the getty-up
Forgot about

to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

Blowin' Hot Air

The Click

Money & Muscle

2001

by a crack in my units
I'ma stick to the shit that made The Click
The super kind, I love to spit
That nigga 40 vicious, he got speech I heard him

me
Damn you made an anthem son
And I got better at it
After classes I would write a song
Cus at that point in time shit I had set a habit
I knew that

What's going on?
Nice song, but moving on
My favorite rapper lean hella strong
And his page poppin' like kettle corn
Don't care if ain't write his

I'm Here

Russ

There's Really a Wolf

2017

mixin' masterin', engineerin' producin'
That's every song with no exception, plus the catalog longer than a lot of veterans
Mention me amongst myself

Let Me Out

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

own rap tape and tell it like it is
Revolution, revolution
Revolution - that's the solution
I made the rap tape, I made the CD
Fuck the corporate world,

of me
She keeps liking then unliking my shit
She a fuckin' creep trap phone Lyca
But my iPhone double E
Tell my real niggas that I got them
Cause they got

product 

More fucked up than that wiz chronic
 
Iom chente be lit 

Me &  him 

Be like logic and six 

Album made  in my Everybody merch shirt 

We

and I know that you hate it (Wrappa!)
Nanso you're gonna replay me
Free Biggavel, yeah he wavy
Rest in peace to Kobe, yeah he made me
Let's be honest

on the motherfucking block
You forgot Cash Rule, nigga? Toss seven figures
He pull a trigger to make that account, get bigger
Had babies to feed, kept a bitch with

bitch, you couldn't even sit with me

I wouldn't even let you be the gum on bottom of my feet
This shit get spooky when I'm in that made, he trick cause

flashes with they cameras, that's how you get caught up in a scandal
My outfit was sick I fed it Campbell's
I always be leading by example
I hopped out

could box, that's why niggas opt to not
Money wide in my pocket mocking that awesome rock-made knot
I philosophize, social stylist, them shits so

a check,
No downside
Blow by still swimmin' in them low ties
Don't lie, him, I, bitch, you know mine
At the goal line, and it's showtime
Everybody in this

State of the Art

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

it like they used to
There's a couple that I like but I won't say who
Cause by the time this song is done those people might suck
So I'm not gonna

head they got no choice
I'm a million dollar nigga thats what
I do slow down music by Watts and Screw
everyday watch out for the boys in blue
nigga I use

Keep Your Eyes on the Prize

The Action

The Best of Cold Chillin': In Control, Vols. 1-2

2001

But that's the past and many knew it couldn't last
By peaceful means or either by a rifle blast
Or whatever, better late than never
We finally

a song
Til that muhfucka came on
Bitch start calling me Quan Cam Newton
Like naw lil bitch you drawn
I ain't got time for that
Where im from 20 bands get

the way, you lot talk so much
I'm surprised that your
Tongues ain't swelling
Once again, would somebody tell him?
I'm gone like say I'm gonna run away

I was getting money not flossing
Heard he rented that
What it cost him?
Paid all cash no talking 
Pull up to the scene in some dark tint
Dodi on me

had Ice missing
RIP Clifton

BIH Mr Ballard

Wait til I hear THAT 
Recited by Khaled

Perfect Pusha's

Missed the Malice
Pockets loaded
 & quote me 
So