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Crept and We Came

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

E 1999 Eternal

1995

[Chorus: Bizzy]
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap

Yeah, they know
But he check the lock every time he walk by the door

Never park right outside where he live
He don't want his ride outside his crib

Get in Where You Fit In

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all

You need a nigga with money, so you get a dope man
Juice that fool for as much as you can
She likes his car and he get with her
Got a black eye

dog said his box just landed, he got his load through (he got his load)
Drive by music, this shit he can pop his toast to (facts)
His chopper smoke

money, so you get a dope man
Juice that fool for as much as you can
She likes his car and he get with her
Got a black eye 'cause the dope man hit her

big money
One day the circus was his
Now he's married to the acrobat
And they're training their kids
Yeah.

Now the jailhouse was empty
All

blew his head off from all angles
Alchemist cool, hoodies bool, sipping Veuve
My lil nigga dropped out the
First day of school
Dropped tears when I wrote

fruit and veg, that's why it's called a garden
If we did give our money to the poverty
The country's dictator would take it for his own needs
Just like

(Cash Money AP)
Coming from the bottom, tryna make it to the fuckin top
Livin by the code I ain't snitching, I can't trust no opp
Money kinda low, so

tonight
Look man I was just playing
Quit playin' around fool, yeah you the fool now
Ay I ain't even got to live that luxury while
He's lived his life all

oh, oh, oh
We be livin' in a fool's paradise
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We be livin' in a fool's paradise

My telephone is ringing, I say, "Hi, it's me"

And be the prosecutor hype man
Lift his right hand and be in there pointin'
But I got bread
I'll put money on your head
Like a hair appointment
And nah we

rather pay taX than be locked in a cage but
Black market money is a taX free wage (Rocky)

And he’s got that far away look in his eyes
And he just say’s

stopped
Was coming for your spot put your hands up
Celebrate your fashion!

Amen, on the runway
Dressed in his best point
Amen, fashion, on the runway, work

cye what up, girl? You tryna get soggy?
Come back to my apartment and take it naked; doggy
My schnauser is wowser. Yes, I mean my wang
I'm the best

Bitches

Domo Genesis

The OF Tape, Vol. 2

2012

shit taking place
Money still the motive and I'm clocking it like Flava Flav

Let me take my scarf off five-four-three-two-one bitch
Hodgy bout

Yellow Tape

Fat Joe

Yellow Tape

I got a rhousand son's
Mama, you the shit, I'll pay your car note
Why you fucking with him? Even his car broke
We rocking Balmain's down

Beats by Choc take two, yeah

Okay, besides all the Louie V
Shades and the money, praisin'
What the fuck you got to
Offer for these tribulations? I

a drug addict momma couldn't pay the rent
His dad left him and his momma when Lil Sho was ten
Abandoned them with their eviction hanging by a thread
In

To give us chiefs and sheriff
I  mean these motherfucking thieves
That was when Jesus came from Europa
Escorted by his brother
His twin from Arabia
They

Money Talks

Silkk

Bossalinie

1999

[Featuring Fiend Silkk The Shocker] 
(Silkk Tha Shocker) 
Money talk and uhh cash rules 
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool now 
What huh

Gall karan end ve, paisa haiga kent ve
money, liquid jameya AC de vent te
Playing 11, Tu kar Press bench ve
Goal hona ni teto, kar press X ve
Tere arhgya

there's no gold, the only value money's got
Is the value we give it, while those on top
Collect fat stacks of cash flow by exploiting the poor
Everyone