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She don't get no attention if it's up to me
She shoot me middle fingers, I say when like I'm Vietnamese
I'll never kill Stephen, I'm higher than

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Martin Lawrence, Will Smith (no)

My partna got caught selling dope
His woman don't love him no more
Told him that bitch was a ho-bag
I put some change

want my ex
But she ain't fucking with me no more
Tried to hit her sister
They too cool that was a no go
Hit this other shorty line
She got excited she

the leaves
You can help me
By picking up the leaves
Now make me like a fire and I
Won't ever ever leave you behind
No I won't hurt nobody this time
No I don't

it been a minute, I must admit
I might be a lil rusty no face, no case, no
Evidence, the police mad
They can't touch me
Don't need dogs make the work

wat it's like to be dead 
Broke promised all my niggas can't go back there no more
And I been chasing paper since an adolescence 
Jumped off the porch

This Is Family

Fabolous

How to Be an MC, Vol. 45: Instrumentals

2007

by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying

Urkel
If you hurt me
I'mma hurt you
Hurt you
For me

This is
Hurting
Deep
This is
Hurting
Me
Is this
Hurting you
Don't hide
From me
Tell the truth
This is

Shedding tears, there ain't no rebores, or any remorse
They giving more, I'm taking less stress, cause I'm trapped behind these prison doors
I ain't

Black Cotton

2Pac

Loyal to the Game

2004

to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
God come save the misbegotten
Lost ghetto souls of black cotton (in God's eyes)

Nobody don't care

dishonest vavy
These secrets that I keep, They do no good for me
I need your honesty

Honest, honest
Don’t wanna be dishonest vavy
Just wanna be your boy toy,

wanna see my Dadi
I don't wanna see my sister 
I don't wanna see myself 

I don't wanna see no mama cry no more 
I don't care doesn't matter either Black

a Smith and Wesson 
Get to blessin'
When I show up nigga it's some heavy wreckin'

He don't want no smoke with me
That nigga he get poked from me
That's

out you mental
MJ hit my phone told that bitch keep yo euphoria
I dont need you B, clingy ass, theres plenty more of ya
After you came molly
She was

Uh
Ant Cross, A Smith, Loyal
Uh
Like a river flow
Time to, go
Time to, show
Time to
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Smith blow
Look
I don't need to play
Ain't no need

smokin' on Dibby
They still ain't come slide
On the block where he died
I know that hurt they prides
(Hurt they prides)
I don't wait, if they spotted
Catch

in me yea
Told killz got smith a weapon ay
He got strap up vvs in heaven yea
You know it ain't all about the show tho ay
You know it ain't all about

Ghetto B.I.

Channel Live

Armaghetto [Clean]

2000

the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by

Ghetto B.I.

Channel Live

Armaghetto

2000

me it don't make sense
Then guard his nonsense
A niggas best defense is his offense
So yo I watch po po
And duck a dodo
Birdies in them gogo's

, no, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, oh, I don't wanna hurt you
Oh, but I'm about to hurt you

I'm essentially a savage
Don't lecture me, I'm mentally

Outro

Meek Mill

DC4

2016

My number one goal is to get her out the hood
Never changed, I be thuggin' hard in my section
Me and my dawgs proteted by Smith & Wessons
Any nigga

(Ooh, ooh)
No, friends don't hurt friends (Ooh, ooh)
No, friends don't hurt their friends
(No oh, no oh)

To all my friends, my homies
My brother, my

Droog's Anthem

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

kilt the game
Like your favorite rapper rockin' a skirt, don't it hurt?
Pertinent, relevant when I spit
You's a rodent, you ain't leavin' no dent in

and go and do your job
Now lay in the bed and then give me head
I don't have to ask, I don't have to beg
Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six Mafia in