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on me (tryna)
Fuck niggas plottin' to jump out bushes on me (damn)
I got my Louis book sack with 'bout fifty on me (yeah)
Niggas start droppin', grab

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

cut and my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger, 'cause nigga I don't give a fuck
Stack my cheese up, 'cause one day I'ma give this street

bag, Gucci (Gucci)
Shirt Pucci (Pucci, Mhm)
Check my belt, bitch, it's Louis (Whoa)
(Mhm) your bitch choosin' (A million)
(Mhm)
Fi-fifty racks inside my

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash

The Best of Sugar Hill Records

1998

down by law and I know my way around

On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action 
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction 
One young punk just

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash

The Greatest Hits [Sequel]

2000

down by law and I know my way around

On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action 
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction 
One young punk just

Uh, yea, fuck a nigga he don't get no handouts from me
Uh
G-fazos on my feet
Tented Louis glasses shining
Spent thirty thousand on my teeth, got

I say what I mean, I mean what I say
Bitch

Gone in sixty seconds, never let a bitch stress me (uh-uh)
Before the microphone, I made a milli' off

Might as well've grabbed some CBD

I been tryna keep it all rap, but I'm for the streets
Babytron, tell your white friends come and shop with me
I

Johnny Ryall

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [Japan]

1989

(Oh, the wine cooler)

Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch

Die Bout It

Kevin Gates

Stranger Than Fiction

2013

Till a patted wagon pull up and coffles my
My pants second I'm double cup
South side hustle inside
Hustle outside I don't give a fuck
I might be

(Banger)
What up, nephew? Man, you know what it is
I wanna start this jawn just by sayin' man, I'm so proud of you, man
But after that, it's all

gotta take me)
Six niggas in the back like I'm Stacy
(Like I'm Stacy)

'Member sleepin' on that cold
Floor by the kitchen (By the kitchen)
Now these Louis

that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)

G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?

the paper
Wintertime, drop the top, flex on all the haters
I'm in love with diamond chains, fuck a wedding ring
Love to spoil myself, I by myself

They am' shit, plan shit, destroy evidence
Fuck a case, I'm not comin' home when I'm fifty six
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks

be a millionaire like 50 is
Ten thousand all on my wrist
Louis V's all on my feet
Louis V all on my belt
Checkerboard all on my teeth
Check that boy

for some Louis clothes
Try and do me dirty then yo ass get exposed
And filled with bullet holes
Choppa arrange your funeral
I'm tryna get rich while you

Long Time

Bunny Sigler

Game Theory [Clean]

2006

Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got

Getcha Getcha

Nelly

Sweat [Clean]

2004

I do pay for something, you know what I'm on 

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (HO!)
I might fly by you in

I lost so many people to these streets
I lost so many people in so many different ways
Feds did a sweep
Police trynna catch up to me
They ain't gone

Get Right

Busta Rhymes

Gun Talk, Vol. 5 [21 Tracks]

the bangin shit on, alot of Louis Vuitton
you know the shit then sing the words of the song
We call it get right bitches! (We 'bout to get right bitches!)

up need a crib by the beach
Prices is high and it's real in the streets
(yea)
Love getting high help me deal with my grief
This 79 we ain't dealing wit

happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully