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Reppin My City

Triple C

Trilla [Clean]

2008

Fire, look at me, I'm
Bouncin with that chick
Got the grill out my left fold
See how now I live
Call me Mr. Stephon
I gotta plush seat from Ingo P

checking or scrolling
I better live in the moment
Lest I let it go over and
Then regret when I'm older
I need to leave the big
Bad social media machine

the television was invented
I been looking thru the glass I
Just wanna get up in it
Seein' rappers on and they don't
Even know the business, like
Like I'm knowin'

The Shabba-Doo Conspiracy

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

like the rain forest
So when I rocks again get oxygen get cameras on
No telling diverse curse selling I'm reversed like Hammer son
Mental capacity,

And that I'm the GOAT
Why is everyone debatin'?
Hangin' rappers on a rope
I was sixteen and I'm budgetin'
Cool had the dope
I would go and lay a verse down

1, 3, 5, 7, 99 problems not a bitch,
I could never let it mix, nah,
When I'm going live It's a gold Rush Limbaugh,
10, 14, 18, 20, 24 Big Bar, (Bar)

Scrap?
I'm smokin' rappers, you are a L, what's good Smack?
Hold up that's goods rap, pardon sir
I just like good rap, but when I see goods I give his

open pores
I'm hotter than a Juvenile 400
Degrez CD in a store
Fuck a wave, get a whole beat for the boy
Pay a fee for my voice
I live the shit these

Yeah, DC stand up for your boy Ka Ree
I go by the name of Kanye To The
The Roc is in the building
And as far as I'm concerned
We about to bring that

Heart's beatin fast
As you glance past
I feel like no one else is in the room
Then your eyes double back
And my heart goes off the track
I'm lost

Drinks on Me

Frankie J

What's a Man to Do?

2003

on me tonight
It's on tonight I'm gonna live and let live

So tell me sexy baby
What kind of fellas do you like
Well here I am sweet lady
You got

the thirteen the way I'm killing it
After dropping your queen
That's a chapter thats never seen
Plugged like a adapter
There's no love for you rappers
And it

files
Got these phony's actin childish like a class of juveniles
Christiano Ronaldo by the way that I'm kickin' it
Giuiliano Amato I ain't runnin' I'm

name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No nigga can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin bitches be mad and talking

wifi
I grew up where the guns went 
Almost got killed in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don't mind mine
I'm in your top five's top five
Can't touch

from all the honeys
Make her knees hurt fuck with the smoke just do your research
Smoke u live by the sword u die by the sword
Smoke I ride for ma niggaz

Do you want ice? Of course
Do you live life? Of Course
Burly boy by choice
No I can't fit in the Porsche
I could've played five sports
Balling in

encompassed by the darkness in reality of stories
It's so gory, but I'm still spelling
Spit in a ill dwelling, fill it, got a hell of a yell
I write raps that

flew through the air like His cousin was T-Mac
I'm lifting Jesus' name, cuz some of these rappers are lame
They rap about Jesus but interview answers are

Sorry

T.I.

Lil Fats Presents Coast2coast 224

2014

used to be a way better writer and a rapper
When I used to want a black Karmann Ghia
Now a nigga speeding in a Porsche
Feeling like I'm going off

B-Boys|You so-called ballas still falling for decoys|You so-called rappers aint playing by my rules|The fact is, they can't do what I do|Hey baby ' get a load

Got money turned it habit
Living life living live lavish
I see you tryna pour another cup
Please don't turn it to a habit
Look around all I see is

Eyes red as J tips
Run it like I'm chasing bling in a bracelet
I can taste it - José Quervo, bottles of Jameson
Vroom Vroom Downtown where I'm racing

Wordz of Wisdom

3rd Bass

Cactus Revisited

1990

are hardcore, you want some more
Reason that I'm squeezin' your girl
(You never please her)

So I pleased, then I threw her in the gutter
Cut her