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drunk up at your tea time
Staying off the dust but I'm telling you to Eat mine
I remember checking for the bro off a xan on the floor
Shit was really bad

Golds in They Mouth

Master P

Ghetto Postage

2000

they'll pull your car
Runnig from the cops.. we don't do it.. we disappear
Is tha bad? We second line yo ass up in my city
I'm from the N-O-L-I-M-I-T!
Don't

Need A Stack

Lil Wayne

Indigo

2019

to touchin' on me (woo, woo)
I put all my money on it
'Cause you know you workin' with some ass, yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his

watched you behind that pillar
You could scare Michael Jackson with your looks, you're a thriller
You ease my illness in the sheets, you're my sensual

at niggas, when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark?
Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug living
Will I escape prison?

a bad name
And it's not to defame
It's all in the legal paperwork that your stupid attorney filed
We never broke the contract with you
You broke

Hold On

Brand Nubian

Everything Is Everything

1994

was a little weeded 
And I seen you don't need it 
So hold on with your bad self

I'll keep, holdin' on 
I'll keep, holdin' on!! 
I gotta hold on!

and dissed her
Your daddy couldn't raise you mister
You treated your mama like shit and now you down and bad and miss her
But
You have a toast to the bad

you
Be you, don’t let ‘em change you
You’re being taught that it don’t matter
Fit in with that old pattern
Trick ya with the gold platter
Prick ya make

wanted love now baby
Girl don't wanna be loved
She feel like these niggas come
Around to mistreat her
Mama weren't around and her daddy
Used to beat her

on they ass
Bad bitch got bands, too much for you, then go find less
Get a bag, don't worry about your last, you some pressure lil baby just stay on they

again dem gone (Dem nuh real)
5 Years later a me turn the man (Memba dat)
Bad bitch ye mi have you pon remand
If mi buss dem head woulda hear seh mi wrong

paper is the life i know
Keeping you on your toes be the life i chose
By the time i'm gone i shall be cloned
Not the regular type stories shall be told

some real shit
Can't believe that you're gone your my ride or die
Forever in my heart you'll be by my side
You know i Made a promise not to cry

Will They Die for You?

Lil' Kim

Harlem World

1997

self 
Pack thousand dolla bills with Teddy Roosevelt 
Better slow down, tellin' you know 
Put the dough down, kick your door down 
Surround

self 
Pack thousand dolla bills with Teddy Roosevelt 
Better slow down, tellin' you know 
Put the dough down, kick your door down 
Surround

Schizophrenic

Bizzy Bone

The Gift

2001

murder 
Chillin' in the gun range servin' on the corner, corner, chop, chop 
Watch for the po po, drop top switches on the lo lo 
Your skinny nigga with

slide your shit to the left
To the left i don't need your dog ass
I can do bad by my motherfuckin' self

That shit sound real good, but
When I leave

feet up I'm livin I don't have a problem with being a villain
I been spittin hot shit like a mf heater
In the whip gettin head with my feet up
She so bad

and we all live by the code
Shots fired but this ain't no time to pose
I got two bad bitches with me and they really down to touch the road
I been floating

make life his life rewind
need a bad bitch already got mines
In my side bitch love me like I'm with her all the time
I'm a money bag in my hood nigga

the hold of aging stocks  

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, now
Got one more tale that you could tell
Well, Its dark outside and the windows tell
There's a big, bad

supreme, I should be counting the creame but evil has entered the scene
Elaborate schemes, you gotta deal with my team, but we win by any means
Won't be no

Okay, I keep warrant no ID
Got a couple bad bitches by me
You can't be walkin with that
Two lead don't try me
Try lotto my auto cost two million euros