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surgeon
Ball so hard on you players that ain't worthy
Ball so hard w my glasses like James worthy
I know n*ggas that know me from school see me spazzing

Stewie, we all know he’s a nutter

On da market where my names hot
Corn fed chicken holla Andy in the game shop
Me and James kick it
I could shout Mickey,

grind
Till i take my last breath

Hit em wit da 30
Like steph
Drop a 40 on his azz
Like harden

Remember cold winters
Hot summers
I knew dey would think I

Wounded but not dead yet
Bleedin' but not drained yet
Dealt with by the wrong hands
My scars are proof N livin' testament
Strong-willed with no hefty chest

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

riverbank sitting
Porch flag flying, cold beer sipping
That's just life when you're small town living
Doing alright with all we've been given by god

Riding

Naughty By Nature and the Flavor U-N-I T
One, motherfuckin' two, motherfuckin' three

One, motherfuckin' two, motherfuckin' three
One, and in comes the two

on N_A_S_A I'm pressing the gas
Calling the dub time to get in my bag
(Yeah) (Uuugh)

On my James Bond ish
Ain't never losing that shit, nah
I'm still on it

Yo
Yo
Yo
Said

Tip-off, run it, feeling gigantic
Tumbo with the finger but I'm standing on a mansion
Retros too hot, they bout to start venting
Cash

Let It Out

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

the nigga that be gettin' rappers heated
I'm j-ro, and my style is darker than a mole
My rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and roll
All the liks

rather slide

Cold game in these streets, kept it by my side
Now I cross my T's and I dot my I's
Catch 'em from long range, let that chopper ride
When

14 Karat Gold

Gordon Lightfoot

Shadows

1982

and let 'em roll
Be as cool as ice
Keep your mind a mystery
Runnin' hot 'n' cold
She's more than money
She's 14 Karat Gold

If you get hit by the bug

B****es N Marijuana

Tyga

Fan of a Fan: The Album

2015

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem

If I could break ya heart I’d be valentine
Niggas go rick James when they cross the line
Way before dat frame girl u been fine
Way before dat flame

(FLY)
Big crib, and im walkin in palace
Big hoe, n i got me a model (WOAH,BITCH)
Ice cold ice cold(ICE)
Ice cold ice cold(ICE)
Ice cold ice cold(ICE)
Put

Go get a dude hot n get stuffed in a shoe box yea
I hop up in the whip n find a whore that pop pills
You put me on wax n you can call it a hot deal
Ya

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

dreams
Reality: hot water, we make steam
Boilin' on 'em, 'n ballin' on 'em 
Could tell by the fouls they callin' on 'em
They look foul, rap foul, dress

gone quit
Get my mic hot let me do my shit
Give me that beat and let me free my soul
Lost my heart to the streets cause the streets so cold
I want to get

Ugh-ugh  
Yah-Yah 
Yah-Yah 
 
Yeah 
So I might speed in the beam never seen by the law 
So mean with the cream n**** cold like slaw 
D*** fiend with

Next Up

Big Daddy Kane

Underground Kingz

2007

pounds like James Brown give 'em ?Hot Pants?

I make your girl get down and open it up
Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they butt
I'm a young hot

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you

Disappear off the scene
No im not swayze im ghost like im casper
Feeling like corey james the way that im drippin in all of this leather
I bet you they blast

NYMP

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]

1999

to maintain your course
Through the potholes and gravel
Hot holes and what have you, tryin' to clock dough
Foes tryin' to pop shots through you by code
Pigs