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wipe the tears from your eyes

Let that pain go, let them tears out, let yo soul cleanse
I'm by myself on the interstate I can't hold it in
Tears falling

let them tears out, let yo soul cleanse
I'm by myself on the interstate I can't hold it in
Tears falling from cheek how I'm supposed to grin
All these

the top back
Shorty hella pretty, high sadity, she a goblin
She gon Spend up all yo money she gon get it, run yo pockets
I kinda struggle sometimes, it make

Chopper

Fam-Lay

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

lookin' for me like Osama
I don't wanna do no bid, yo honor
Still waitin' on my one phone call from Obama
Tell 'em I need the chopper
They tellin' me i'm

pound (aye)
On the way to smash yo girl you know I'm gon pound (hey)
Cuz we got the juice
Cuz we got the juice

Gone and roll it by the pound
Boy I need

ya'll I was gonna jump like this
How you not gon' know it when it hits like this?

Ladies, drama, leave it - home
If he ain't got it right by now
Then

If You Want This Money

Diddy

The Saga Continues

2001

shit wack, we burn
If you got beef, we come back like a tax return
We get money, hold money, no quotas
We gon' fuck around and do this murder, no

Knuckleheadz

Raekwon

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

get this money fast, son
I know how we gotta do this kid" (aight)
"You scrunge-head motherfucker"

Yo, lay on the crime scene, sippin' fine wines

They said
I need a ghost
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Y'all swear when
Yall hear it
It's a ghost
The team said
Jumpstart gon chase these

Do or die 
Don't you cry if I cut you out of my life 
A black king 
Go by Blacktricity 
Look up when kissing my ring 
When you wake up out your dreams

Never Scared

Bone Crusher

Spike Video Game Awards Hits, Vol. 1: Best of Video Game Music

2004

bitch, nah'm sayin?
Fuck nigga, shit man, ol' punk ass kids, gon' throw me out the club nigga
That don't mean nuthin' nigga, I'm gon' fuck this nigga up,

yeah, I need a better time a day, yeah
I'ma get it Andale, yeah, I don't want it on delay
Yo, yo, yo, yo-yo, out in Jersey with the bro-bros
Me I'm just

Yo, I think we just made it, everyone’s blazing, now it’s a time for celebration
Yo, I think we just made it, we gon be raging, throwing up hands

him
He say he gon get the money he luccy we ain't burst him
Workin at Walmart still ain't got a checc
You better call HR or imma get upset
Yo lil homie

to God you see
So hit me up I'll let you know if I got plans tonight
Said what's the plans toni-i-ight
Know that it's gon be all good
Chillin with yo

Naughty by nature 2x

TRUTH (Verse) 
I bring the rain and the sun
Air in yo lungs
You should be proud be me
You keep yo hand on yo gun
Hurt on yo tongue
I

tell me what the fuck they gon do
Gon get scouted, shoot out the roof
Don't act surprise when I beam it at you
One man down, and yo fat friend too

(But

What These Bitches Want

DMX

...And Then There Was X

1999

Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin' 
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)

Ay yo, dawg,

wouldn't have had to creep up
Oh no, no

Do me how you do me
You gon' do you and I'ma do me
Shorty we been in a hot pursuit
You been doing you I think

gon ride
Babygirl is you gon be here by my side
Yo AJ
Let me talk to em real quick
Tss, its this girl
Uh yeah
All designers, all the love that you

on my nigga I'm killing yo mans
Upping this choppa lil nigga gon dance
Whole lotta racks inside of my pants
Flipping this work I ain't fucking with scams

getting me meat sucked
Now I'm finna eat some b dubs
Taking yo bitch wimme after she getting on her knees

Clean up the scene after he do em dirty
Before he

Tell the truth to me
(Wooh)

Yo grab that glock he gon shot for me
(POW!)

Knock off his roof let’s see

Murk he be rockin’ that red he B
(What up Jigga)

fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know

Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty