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Stomp

Fuz

Resonation Restoration

2004

hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered, boy, where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved by getting robbed

Causing tear drops and closed caskets

they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again"
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in
Niggas told me, all the rappers

her left and got her right
Dranking Hennessy
I'm in this B
And cranking Soulja boy

Hit a Nigga square in the mouth
And air it out if he get hype
Single

want it ? Then let's do it
I'm crazy bitch I'm stupid
Come fuck wit some I'll prove it
Just like a quarterback, I call the play and watch em score
Ion

French toast, French toast, toast)
Don't worry 'bout me, bitch, I been dope
(I been dope, I been dope, I been dope, dope)
You see the roses in my intro

rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera

This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music

Stomp

Drew's Famous

Drew's Famous Top Christian Countdown

hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered, boy, where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved by getting robbed

Causing tear drops and closed caskets

Saddam

Pastor Troy

Tool Muziq

2007

by the gun die by the same thang
Time bomb tickin won't bust until ya push it

[Chorus:]
And I'm buckin on em
I'm wylin on em
I'm crankin on em
I'm

Hold That Thought

B.G.

Life After Cash Money

2004

I'm a pro soon as I jumped off of the porch pee-wee show me how it go
That was in 92 see by 94
I was cookin cuttinem, weighin, in the grind getting

on that .50 cal 
Cause mane im dumpin out that truck
cnd if it got a cd player im bumping Knuck if u buck, boy
Im out tha hood that should show you aint

here adore
And once I start ain't no stopping H tell me get em I got em
How I'm 'pose to put the trap down
It's like I'm bout to hit a lick laying these

em like a Soulja
Keep on floating By
I'm the chosen child
Thas I'm asking why
So I can take your pain
And turn it into mine

Man I don't mind
I got

a whole notha subject,
Man they just talkin bout it, they just talkin bout it,
And i'm on the streets with it, i'm on the streets with it,
See from where i

Touched Wit It

Three 6 Mafia

When the Smoke Clears

2000

Paul]
Now whats the fuck the use of holdin a gun and playin wit you hoes
I'm bout to shut down yo heart thats how the story gizoes These boys think

Cause the streets aint where it is, foreal

(Rxnel Verse I)
Face gated I aint gotta tell ‘em
Who I is
Drive-by’s, look
We aint catching Ubers here
Aye…

Overdose

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Until Death Call My Name

where he stand, we live by law and we gon' lay it down
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that's that same shit
.357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain

if you the one invitin?
Here's an accommodation
Your foundation needs consideration
I'm losing patience
Elvis pussly really?

How bout Soulja boy

I don't wanna be next 
I wasn't shit so I made the world call me fresh 
I'm from the city where the poor flex
We push foriegn cars and park em in

get my bag bitch I'm done being patient
All those who don't like me is so agitated
By all of tha shit that I have created
Bitch I'm here to stay so you

Ronnie G, baby
(Tell me how I'm 25 and I'm an OG)
(Put 'em on blast like bazookas)
Ay you know what, you know what I don't think one time was enough

bruh
The way I'm sitting cozy on the beat like its a sofa
I spit the facts real watch me tellem like I’m soulja boy
I hit the track with conviction

[Intro]

Yeah I be the one that they love mention,
I Tell 'em keep on talking,
Cause love the attention,
And if they wanna see me,
I tell 'em they

I was 
(Who)
If they asking why I'm flexin, tell em bitch, just because
(Just because)
My own family be sum haters, give a fuck bout my cuz
Shot up

Trife Livin'

Turk

Young and Thuggin'

2001

gettin my grind on
When it's hot I'm duckin them people with my fire arm
Look I be straight thuggin
Tha block is where I'm from niggas head bustin'
I told