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sticks like an Asian bar
New bars, pop tops like Tooheys
Jump on a beat, get chopped, suey
Rock and I roll till the systems are down
I'm it, like

you thought though
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch when my album hit the streets; niggas can't see me!

Niggas can't see me
They can't see me
Which

twister
Come on, sister, Big Pun's Mr. "Cock and Squeeze" like a gun tester
Crushing sister's backs with the demon snap, hit you from the back
Close your

chose

I didn't say nothing at first

I just turned up my nose

She said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost $20"

I said, "Mom, this shirt is plaid with

the gate, everybody wins
ETA any minute now
Vodka shots had my 20/20 clouded but I'm guided by the spirit now
The beginnin' of
Trendsverse artist of the day,

mehr C.R.e.a.m. Machen als Ben & Jerry's
Life is sweet, Peanutbutter Jelly Sandwich
Dresscode Para, mehr Nettozaster als Death-Row-Youngster
Back from

the style but they did it way worse
Let 'em boys know who the fuck did it first
Niggas got bags you can tell by the shirts
Stay duffled up I can't flock with

as the dark hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us, we got hookers with heaters
That'll stray pop

Yeah, hello world just want to let you know I go by Escape the Tiger
Yeah, we got duo album coming out July first, yeah stay tuned
Summertime I'm

a harpoon
My heart is feeling black as abyss
Hole
Tar
Coon
Either or man take ya pick
It's not that hard choose
I don't miss see every hit where ever they are

with you lames, shit'll never be the same
Always yellin' Brick Squad, always talking fam first
When yo' ass got locked up, you turned on the fam first

the stu, you know it's a hit
I'm with shooter, I'm with Big Xshon, you know you don't miss
Feelin' like R Kelly, the way I got these bitches real pissed
Pass

word to Aretha
Giving it everything I got word to Anita
Still tell my og just roll the reefer
First lick I hit was for forty large cash
Put his brain in

and pops and them out
And we moved from the Chi
Know they was dumping
We hit up the M same shit
Making my Og cry
I swear it was times I would cry no lie

Bricks 4 the High

Damon Dash

On Top of Our Game [Clean]

2006

deals so I'm a pa
Twenty G's on the chain and I'm still worth a couple blocks
It started in that temp, flippin' mids by them O-Z's

On the hill wit

better get in the loop.
If you ain't see it by now I don't mean to offend,
if you ain't clear by now watch CNN.
Twenty four trapping your playing spades,

songs are written by cons trying' to get 
mom's permission to buy the neon addition J's. 
they don't know shit about carrying on tradition. 
Cats rapping

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

a target and I splatter you
Bulletproof vest, Prada, Sacks Fifth Avenue
Bring my older brother cause he an assassin too
Or else twenty-plus goons 'gwan blast

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,

to spend dead money
Work for a hundred gran, I ain't up yet
Lost twenty Benz, I ain't upset
If a nigga was mad
I'd be writing with my med
Tryna smoke any

Your Not Ready

G-Unit

God's Plan

2002

runnin' they lip
You can try any one of my shoes on none of em fit
Your hundreds are shorter I'll your pops his son is a daughter
All I need is some cigars

Don't let the door
Hit you when you see me eatin' all the cake
I'm red like rare steak, I'm special
I sized you up when I met you
You a pop fly, won't