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a bitch
Now go 'head and call the police
These bitches a trip, your homie's a snitch
Now go take a stroll on the beach
Bro, I get the sauce, bitch, I'm

Summer, feel it really getting hot, mmm, mmm

Ho, caught her on the beach, and he really gon' bleed
Hung his ass to a motherfucking anchor in the sea, ho
If

hangin' on to every word they said and Sang along to the verse
Maybe I'm just ventin

But Determined by Kendrick is the best song I've Heard in what seems

Cuz I'm cool with it, about to go with
On the move with a Good To Go!, ya
Off on there, on by the side
Chill'n with your girlfriend she about

disrespect him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all
'Cause that's what I'm doin' (gun-cocking) from here on in
My new name from now on, don't even call

Such A beautiful day in the life of mine
Looking out the balcony as the sunshine
I'm about to pour one
Roll one
Gator Made Entertainment
D~Boy

going to L.A.
I know it's tough right now but I'm sure that I'll be okay

I want to be a beach boy and live by the sand
Live there with somebody and I

ever said I'd do you know it's already done
Go ahead tap in with my city we just having some fun
I'm a beach boy, a star boy I don't mean to stunt
Okay

That's Ob
Now you know where I be at
We Outside
All in the streets
By the beach
You niggas get seasick
Hang by cliffs
I'm diving off
Fuck getting my feet

Usual Suspects

Nas

Usual Suspects

2009

I'm riding in the 7,
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven.

[Chorus]

[Nas]
And still my talent is yet to be challenged,
Had new jet

on me, I be icy
Water on me, now she like me
I went to jail, you ain't write me
Check on your boy for the Nike
Check on yo' boy, this four hunna, I'm

Elevated

Earth, Wind & Fire

Illumination

2005

boy

On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but

from head
One rule amongst my gang
Let's keep one in the head
They hatin' but they ain't gonna
Touch one of my dreads
After I gun at your head
Boy I'm

boy Ruggy Batcave
Radio Batcave Studio
Doing it like we always do it about this time
Courtesy of 215 Aphillyated its Flamers 25
Hosted by Cosmic Kev

Mafia Music [Edit]

Rick Ross

Mafia Music

2009

on roof
Even once had a job pourin' tar up on the roof

Dat boy had it hard no facade, it's da truth
So now when I menage and get massaged just to proof

a gang
Boy, what you claim?
Throw up your gang
Switching four lanes
And our whip not the same

Low down, dirty
Put you to shame
What is her name?

to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy

killa
On albums I don't need a filla
We ain't in Texas but this a massacre
I'm bringing the end of days this the rapture

When we came in yeah we had our

Cherry Beach Express

The Pukka Orchestra

Pukka Orchestra

1984

And ask me if I want to 'go for a drive (go for a drive?)

[Chorus:]

That's why I'm riding on the Cherry Beach Express
My ribs are broken and my face

Headbanger

EPMD

Def Jam Music Group Tenth Year Anniversary Box Set

1995

YO, is in this to win this 
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS 
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully 
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody

a little boy on the beach watching waves crash the moon so illusive.
He's soul so Translucent.
Learning stories about the world from the salt lingering above

listenin'
And I'm a smooth operator by instinct
Word to Sade, walkin' 'round broad day
Like hey, with the windows down, I'm on Broadway
And it was just

get by
Yeah welcome to the Juice, ay
Get money, get rowdy
We get by
Still rapping for the cash flow & a fat load
Turn a killing to a shilling while I’m

get high
Chilling with my boys on the coast living slow man
We just tryna get high
Please
Just let me smoke my weed
Just let me smoke my
Chilling by