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It's a way of life niggas ain't afraid to die
Pull up on you with that brr
You gotta hustle by any means necessary
It's Jordan On theTrack Bih
Nigga

I've been a beast, with the lyrics and the beats
Handing fatalities to any enemy sent for me
Finish him, flawless, victory
Any MC that ever stepped,

Tales of the Funky

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

D'void of funk so my set don't Slop
I'm kind of Cosmic like Vernon
I rap around the mic like Fuzzy
And like Starchild and Grady
I grab the funk by the neck

why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With

Just promise you'll save me let god by my witness
Got it For any who want it
I kill all opponents
Just it up and kick it
Put the gun down and show them

like me
With a shut my mouth made it easy, I'm
A product of North Carolina, nigga
Out of Charlotte by the way of Cleveland
Born in '91 up in Ohio
I

D.G.I.F.U.

Tyga

Fan of a Fan: The Album

2015

Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas lowkey
I don't fuck with you

gettin' it by any means (KRagg)

I don't want that bag, I want that suitcase for them blue strips
I aint worried about a niggas
Cause I keep some of my

drunken skater type you can see me spit when the cops roll by. I don’t give a shit about a watch or any diamonds I just want to rhyme at a sold out show. I

inspiré par Dre (I've rapped, inspired by Dre)
Sit back relax
J'ai kické inspiré par Biggie (I've rapped, inspired by Biggie)
With style and grace
J'ai

Look, hold tight Nocturnal on this one yeah?
It's way too fucked, it's way too fucked
I swear to God
Don't get the intro twisted I swear, look
Watch,

shit'll get dangerous
Really don't know who you playin' with (gang)

Fast route, that cash route (yeah)
We took that, no look back (nah)
Dropped out,

right up in her cheeks
Break you from the back, scratch enough you making me bleed
If I put it any further, might make it a scene
By the way you scream

Gotta fill the void
I got niggas paranoid
Thats the shit that I live for
Aye... Aye...
I gotta get it
I gotta get it
By any means
I gotta get it
I gotta

My raps are a blackening match with pad and pen in my grasp
It's like I'm flicking this limitless fire, sticking within my desires (uh, yeah)
Fixing

ain't feelin' it
Nigga don't wanna throw no hands with me, I'll split his shit
I can't hit no bitch, but I'll stomp a stud
My side-bitch TLC, she don't

trading raw stories

We outlaws on the rise
Jealous niggas I despise look in my eyes

ROUND 1 i shot myself in the foot
Lost my step as the proof
Caught

shit
So I'm stunting just for that reason
Gave her 'TLC'
Look at her now she back creeping
Always been a mack break her back
And now she back cheesing

means fights are right
Yeah, fuck waterfalls
TLC are my home girls
Yeah, people said life will tempt you to hate
But don’t forget where you came
See

You Should Know

Busta Rhymes

You Should Know

2017

out of poo-poo weighin' 6-2 with a loose screw
That the doctor couldn't glue, ooh look mama, she said
This world a game, you crack with two commas

What's Clef

Wyclef Jean

Cheated (To All the Girls)

1998

of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please 

I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes 

New York City, don't get it confused 

Your song

What's Clef (Instrumental)

Wyclef Jean

Cheated (To All the Girls)

1998

'cause you just might get it

Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' with Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack
L.L., why don't you just

Hands on a tech, rap with it
Say it with your chest, cap with it
Then you get a cheque, cash with it, flash with it

Eject that gimmick
See the way they

Short Dog's in the House

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond rings

But look at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap greater
See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O
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