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peepin through the ozone
I like to chill out, hang out
cause I'm cool, you know Big Ed is in the mix with the fix
fool, I seen niggas shakin ivory, hoes

blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to play in this?
A lot are dead, how the hell you take the pain?
Live with it

Vibe

Snoop Dogg

Dogg Chit

2007

Now that word means a whole lot to me
Now what I mean by that, it's simple as this
You gotta open up your head
Matter of fact, open up your mind
And let

play it back
I ain't one
To play around
Round the way
I'll take you at
Run it back
I ain't losing ground
No sir
I stay in these trenches
Til I die
Yessir

the fam they gone stick ya picture on top of a shirt (Yeah)
Roll a fat one I mix the widow on top of the purp (Wop Wop)
Squad up hood down swerve on ya

flavours baskin robins
Dry mouth start feeling like cotton
Bad bitch cuz I tamed a barbarian 
Guess u can call me maid Marian 
Pull up roll up no time for hi

crazy (psychology)
Never mix the business with the pleasure (dichotomy)
I'm married to the cheddar (need a lot of cheese)
Money coming in on schedule

Wild Wild West

Too Short

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1: The Player Years, 1983-1988

1993

too many could spit that game

Now the time has come and I'll tell it right
About a rapper like me who will rock the mic
I'm making you wake up

those snaps tonight It can be one or five
I'll see each of em twice Be the queen of my tribe
Gifted in your presence, right? Can't just let you walk by

the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb

Scream & Shout [Rmx]

will.i.am

Still Smokin and Leaned Out

Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's

Excuse me sir, think I lost my daddy
You can be my new one if you want to grab me
Kinda want to get you caught in my candy now
Razzle me when you

that I won’t
Roll with some converse, can't say that I won't
Flex for the gram, I can say that fosho
Call up my dudes, and I’ll say that we hoopin
Call

the  shit could pop
Dot them I's
And hit the stops 
The gains are lots and lots lots




All registered
By sort and then account 
And sealed
Done ticked

Wild, Wild West

Too Short

Players

1987

The California lifestyle that I live
When the sun rolls out every chance it get
The wild wild west that's where you see
Emcee rappers make you look like weak

a new street, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget
The Mix-A-Lot Posse, cold rippin' up the set

My Posse's On Broadway

back in my place now you see me 
I'm way out of state get too rowdy I'll let it spray (Yeah)
Red bottoms my nigga got this out the hood 
No gunna my

Vern? It's like funny
I mack legit and make all the money
See my capital T on my diamond ring
We hook up the beat and love to swing
So while you

illegal you know I'll flip
I roll the slab with my pistol grip
Diamonds shine from behind my lip
I hit the club a hundred deep
With a hundred sweets

come to mine
I just wanna pour it up, pour it up, mix it up
Go up with a po'd cup
You know what it is
I be chillin' like a, like a..
Big villain, I'm

Dedication

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

off and I'll never forget
'Cause if it wasn't for them, there wouldn't be no rap shit
Back to the track of the new
For short you can call me MC Grand

mix it up
Hit em up, hit em up
Hit em with that Bentley truck
Show em why you're winning
And show them what you've been here for
It goes one for

you better break fast, or I'll have your family mournin'
When that bird sings, kid, I ain't playin' and you know it
But you know what?
(Hold on, hold

time
But if I catch you again
I'm gonna slap you in the county jail

We said thank you sir you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have to tell us