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of smoke
And Can't no genre put me in a cubicle
I'm so underground and I Feel the dust
When we kick it up
Till it's Palm Trees that we line the streets
Got

left can you fill my soul

Turn me up so they can feel it in they chest (In they chest)
I keep it P you know me coming out the west (Up out that west

tell you what it ain't though
Ain't stopping me from this guap
I'm getting paid
Let me tell you what it ain't though
West coast yeah I got This from

(hey!) fresh like some new J's (yeah!)
Brodie got next NBA to pay.
I'm too paid! (paid!), shaded, with some ladies
Reppin' my city; West L.A. baby!

Okay let's do it like this

When it's Remy in the system, ain't no telling will I -

Will I diss 'em? That's what they be yelling 

I'm a pimp by blood

mothafucking paper
Boot Camp Clik
Aight you know what I'm saying
Mad niggas want to talk about
That East - West bullshit
But you know it's all bullshit
Smith

hoes
I'm starting to think this how life go
Got that drink in my cup
I'm scared to pour might overflow
I ain't come here to play no tricks
I want to see

[Kardinal Offishall]
When an MC lick hot, let them send them to the West
Make Chemo drop beats 'til them less palm's fist
Pump this a in your Beamer
[Red-1]

burning through my chest
Sweetheart I'm trying my best
Tie me down for a fight we can go all night
Take me down for a fight
West side of Paris in your

got tools, I got tricks
I can make this lose a win
I got ruse, I got wit
I can flip this over quick

Psychosicksomatic I'm fantastic sure as
Pi is three

my skin
Really had me thinking that you cared
But every word you said was empty air
I'm drowning in the water, it's you that held me under

So you

here these bars yeah they staring me down b**** I'm dirty like my vans I been wearing ‘em out and the compass in my hand is Tiffany monogrammed
So momma

Just touched down in London yeah

How bout a Air Bnb
You and me
Blowing trees
By the sea
How bout a Air Bnb
You and me
Palm trees
By the beach yeah

the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle
Finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East

it's summer an we bumpin classics
Makaveli on them fuckers so they feel my anger
West Coast feel now I'm in the metro
I was born in the ghetto side

and the lies I weave are 
Oh so intricate, oh so intricate

I'm the leadin' man and the lies I weave are 
Oh so intricate, oh so intricate

[Kanye West]
Now I

Beat Biters

Missy Elliott

Da Real World [Clean]

1999

(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this

By all means necessary
You might

mo cuts
Than a cold sensor
Nigga what, im a west coast predator
Pteradactyl when i sink my teeth in the beat
Got a lock like Armostol?
Shakles around

Have less crime, less torture
Man I'm just smarter, what's the matter
Who can make it better

Got the whole world in the palm of my hand
Scary hours when

sure of this I'm mad at this
Perfects what my pattern is
Surgeon in the lab again
I'm pure as piss and bad as shit
Don't need no wish or magic trick
Fuck

all the way in West Palm Beach
Your life ain't worth this chain around my neck, don't reach
Took a tab, I just peaked
Super rare, so unique
Yeah, I got

Golds in They Mouth

Master P

Ghetto Postage

2000

drought..
Cause them boys will take you out

[Master P]
Nigga thuggin' in the hood so I'm still in the game
I'm out that Calliope nigga, bout to let my nuts

the dirt Jaded by the state of rap
Handle beef like Emeril (Emerald) Lagasse when mentioning me in rap
I'm one of the hidden gems I'm to real like

kind of bitches, a vet bitch
A beginner bitch
My phone ringing and I ain't answering
Cause I'm in a bitch
I'm more like a pimp than a trick
I send