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know it
Run the check up and you know it
Demand my respect and you know it
I am the best and you know it
Don't settle for less and you know it (You know

This Is the Life

Jim Jones

Pray IV Reign

2009

pretty, pretty bitches
My ice shine bright, break bread wit my niggaz
The feds takin' pictures, we call 'em paparazzi
I tell my possie vogue strike

as I'm around
That goes for every person, place or thing that describes a noun
It's J-O-E-double what I never take
Whoever feel they could give me my first

a M for i go (Count up a M for i go)
Some of this shit done got old (Some of this shit done got old)
Ima G gotta stick by the code (Stick by the code )

look at the tag 4 real
Got these niggaz mad 4 real
And my bitch bad 4 real
And she getting half 4 real
To riches from rags 4 real
Got it all from da trap

For My Thugs

Funkmaster Flex

The Tunnel

1999

this one for my thugs

Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,

Older niggaz catch a shell or a beating
Fuck a nigga he get shot now he reakin'
These bitches fucking I won’t speak on her cheating
These thotties going

Street Nigga

YG'z

Street Nigga

1993

Straight uptown from money earnin' mow-vee
I carry my tech nine, and troop with the yg'z
So when beef comes, I'm ready for war
I put a slug in my

Aye this is only a fraction of how we coming in 2022 my nigga!
You know I been doing this shit for some time now…
I think it's about time I earn my

the money 
You can't fuck with us
Say no to drugs 
Better go and bomb
Hustle off course 
Praying for more
Running my race
Cash out by grace 
Pull up in

I can't never get my money when this bitches ina way
Bratzy stepping in the building bitches know I'm bout to slay 
Baby mothers on my line cuz they

Sip a little juice
Put on my chain
Brush my teeth in case I meet a bitch
So I don't have any bad breath
Than thank god for last night
Leave out the door

a pair
When i say rip
I aint talmbout a tear 
RIP to my dawgs
Who aint here for me to share
Whats up

I say
Bitch im not a dawg
Im a wolf
Try to read me

the biggest lyricist up in my motherfuckin' city
I took a break for two whole years I think I spared bitches plenty
I never had to do too much I'm really

the 4-4

Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round

Pray for me,

Plus everybody ain't tricks, n everybody don't trip
Cuz everybody aint slick, ion like to fight my dawgs but i support Vick
Dez other niggaz don't

forget 
So many bitches but you're the best yet 
Fuck all these niggaz yeah they aint a threat
You know you know that i'm down for whatever 
Down for

Nothing but skunk in my garden 
Can't fuck with this money am guarding 
I'm fucking these bitches, not loving these bitches 
Now what can I say am retarded

conversation
I don't fuck with y'all and I love a confrontation
But I ain't trying to get belligerent
But niggaz think they too big for shit
I'm more mature

Chunky and my weed real funky 
you can smell this shit im smokin on for miles
Big Bag on me so u big mad homie bitches on me keep at least a $100,000
Long

Try to mind my own business
Let them all be bitches
Try to mind my own business
Let them all be bitches
Try to mind my own business
Let them all be

sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters

my cup now (cup now)
When you be poppin', these niggas dick ridin'
An' pretty bitches wanna fuck now (woo)
I'm up now (up now), I guess it's love

playin time, keep playin (playin)
Most of my predictions is speculation based on the patience
I've developed hustlin, racin this check I'm chasin (chasin)