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they was hatin homie
It is what it is
Use to play games dawg
Like I was out wit my kids
Use to throw wild partys
Let'em know where I live
Use to call all

I been plotting on this lick for a while
Can't make it obvious just how you see just from a mile
I call my homie up by midnight it's going down
Kids

Le Pew

Are you live? (yup) Lit? (yup) Loud? (yup)
Dirty (yup), clothes (yup), hamper (hey), trap (yup)
Study (hey), fold (what?), rock it (yeah),

out everyday man I stay with a new fit
You worried about the wrong shit in two days bitch yo rent due
You want a Louie bag bitch show me what the neck

get high cause the sky is my hood
I guess I'm the streets cause she belongs to me
I ain't a flexer it's just that I got a degree
This my block kid
This

Soulja's Story

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

now, so many punk police have got shot down
Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now
That's what I call a kingpin
Send my brother what he

slope
Cause once you caught the hook
Know it's over no joke

And I'm faded off a hit
What she put in the toke
Tried it no not slippin
But i slipped and he

Letter to the President

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

the friendships, I ride alone
Destination Death Row, finally found a home
Plus all my homies want to die, call it euthanasia
Dear Lord, look how sick this ghetto

I want you dead I'll just call in a Favor
I'll get yo ass wacked for bad Behavior
Use a asthma pump as a insulator

What them niggas know about that

the ops block when we want
Ap hit him he thought he got hit by a pump
100 shots out the chopper i'm dropping a ton
I got like 33 shots in my gun
Put

I switch my voice like some little kids
On some silly shit "Slim" chances
You'll remember this
It's my m&m and denace and spencer diss
Yo when I rip

Real Shit

Rakim

The Master

1999

with two of your most deadliest men's in the back
Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot
Get out like you own the spot, home or not
It's that no

daughter want that brand new toy
But it's hard to show her that
You broke and can't afford it (You can tell)
So you on the corner, niggas
Talking shit

a real good feeling that you want me
Perc
Pop one make her feel it
You a nasty girl, baby tell me what your deal is
(Yeah)
From the back you let me hit it

is home
Either you rap sell drugs or work for Quinken Loans
The new Detroit not the Coleman Young era
Still air ya block if you movin in error
We built

Under Pressure

Logic

Under Pressure [Clean Version]

2014

you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
In Paris, right by the Eiffel,

What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,

a blunt wit the top back huh
About to by the block back huh
Talkin my shit oh you like that huh
Oh you wanna cop that huh
Money on me oh you want that huh

wanna do
Got damn it fuck nigga what yo wanna do [repeat 1x]
Now what you wanna do (you scared) [repeat 2x]
Well nigga FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK

was tryna take it all in 
Now it's my turn and the universe is callin'

Imma answer that call
Imma make it and it's all my fault
Don't know what you

can’t trust you
You don’t know my struggle
So please don’t knock my hustle
We got got it out the mud
It was me a couple thugs
We jus tryna run it up
Block

can’t trust you
You don’t know my struggle
So please don’t knock my hustle
We got got it out the mud
It was me a couple thugs
We jus tryna run it up
Block

100$ Bill

Jay-Z

The Great Gatsby [2013] [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2013

Colin Powell, general admission
You are all welcome, new Malcolm of the talcum
By any means, AK lookin' out the window screen, uh
Let's get it on, new

Bid on me, guess you wanna see the bitter me

Chilling with the don and yeah it's war, put a hit on me
You can smoke all you want, all you want