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Firewater

Raekwon

Endangered Species

2001

one that you love to hate?
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my snub trey-eight
It doesn't take much to make me

And I'll ride by your side on any hill you flow
Location of adventure infinite
I'll be your Hobbes
Know my love for you is real it isn't a mirage
Pieces

roll up
Cause I'm swoll up
So that birthday cake get a cobra
Buggati for real, I'm cold bruh
That auto-biography rover
Got the key to my city it's over

roll up
Cause I'm swoll up
So that birthday cake get a cobra
Buggati for real, I'm cold bruh
That auto-biography rover
Got the key to my city it's over

that's where i ended up at
Talking all tough so im finna show em' who run this shit
It's me, YAKKO! is made of the greatness
I ran this shit by myself
Just

walking around with a chip on their shoulder
It's me and Weedjunky yeah we walking round like a two-headed cobra
I got three hundred pounds in the spot I

they gave me they ass to kiss
I remember I'm by myself, I had to hit that lick (I did)
I didn't ever call for backup, I didn't need it for shit (for

just fuck your stylist or take your bitch 
Im just sidetrack thinking as I plan a lick
As we make it home my anxiety kicks in pops aint check 
Dont even

Chase The Money

E-40

Chase the Money

love crazy
Carti Lens, rubber bands, everything crazy (crazy)
I done took a loss so I book it, bad sauce (sauce)
Judgin' by my plans, I can't keep

the cops don't care
Yeah
I love me some hockey, I need me some hockey
Frisbee's aight, but it ain't no hockey
Buy me a retriever, and listen to Reba
And I

pants
You can tell by my stance
You playin' both sides
Better watch where you stand
Put rims on the coupe so it
Sit a lil' high now
Run to the money, I

(I'm cobra on god)
(Got you boo'd up)
Baby got u boo'd you my new boo
Said she never had designer imma show you
They say imma trick they mad cause it

Some Seek Stardom

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

So if I fall, could the choir catch me?
I flew away, on a mountain, got tempted by Satan
Got bitten by a cobra, but the Lord took my venom
So who's

it up we got a purple issue

Got done with her, she wanted more
I left her cryin, she's left with tissues
Made pop songs then I  got a pop depiction

it up fuck it up
Gone fuck it up fuck it up

There's a prize if you wanna get in KC box
I can make it snap make it crackle make it pop
Like my pretty

cobra clutch us
I drank a whole 8 bottles man I won't discuss this
'Cause even if it's champagne better know your substance
Fancy nigga's stuck

(skr) i dare one of y'all to
Step on the Wave runners
Plain summer, hit the West Coast
His brains in the luggage
Make you suffer but you love it (Ah)
Make

Bitch, I'm geeking in the party
High as hell, bitch, I don't pop molly
This bitch throwing ass, got me out my body
Damn, throwing that shit by me
I'ma get

Know’ and ‘Pop The Trunk’
And I was gone, no turning back, Shady Records for life
By that time I’d picked up the pen and began to write
‘Kings Never Die’

for judgement but I pray I don't get dropped
I want to be buried by my pops
I'm conflicted of my past emotions, broken by my heart
Moved along but

'ma just remix y'all shit and get big off it
I'ma just murder every mother fucking beat
While I'm dreaming of gettin' paid in my mother fuckin' sleep

Who Run It

Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse

2000

Dope game, my game, hoes lame, it's a shame
How this Gangsta Boo is gonna click up on you bitches, man
Fat cat, what I be packin', how you love that?

These boys is some cowards I do it for you
No need for details you know what I do
I show that commitment I'm showing that love
Know that I'm smart

and want it I take it 
He got hit with the chop he won't make it
I'm the nikka that's winning they hate it 
Wifey got ass and I love how she shake it 
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