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All y'all give a fuck about is a piece of paper, That shit don't mean shit, fuck is in you nigga, Let me know, fuck it, fuck
Money nigga, heard you

So I fill up her cup, now her brain feeling week
All of my money is very deserving and dirty
But fuck it a youngin is clean
Telling me money can't buy

Y'all wanna press my dogs, huh, y'all can't even sit yet
Only plans I have for this year, is sip clear
Get rich and get rest, homie sayin' big bet, yeah

Jiu Jitsu
With big booty Brazilian bitches
Cause my mind is shining like Jack Nicholson

I'm fucking brilliant
So till then it's no fun and all business

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is

possible
Told myself we taking off like a rocket ship
Anything is possible
Big Ticket with the Celtics Anything is possible
My girl like Kim the way she make

Big Frank yo I'm back
I've been ghosting but I'm back
Don't write pop music I do trap
It was my choice I chose rap
Your girl is liking my tracks
She

Chase The Money

E-40

Chase the Money

to this money, I can't dare cap (dare cap)
Look at the way that I been shinin', diamonds gleamin' (gleamin')
Uh, rich nigga, they know my name when I'm

Yeah
Young rich nigga, young lit nigga
You a broke nigga, bitch nigga
They was doubting on the kid
And now my name only gets bigger
Couple milli in

about this shit partner
Every move is so watched by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all my rich sponsors
I'm gone then you suddenly hip hoppin'

Westside Driveby

MC Ren

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

it happen
It's West Side nigga, This drive-by is what's crackin'
And the corners is gettin' caught off
The funeral homes is gettin' rich off

when we slide with them sticks
My mind on them M's I'm not worried bout no bitch
We having big racks used to count the counterfeit
Lil bitty boy you is

to be loyal but they is not loyal 
Just keep them away from me 
I lost my lil brother my mind my feelings my hearted man somebody pray for me 
My foot

cause she
Stuck on that hoe shit
I been smokin' so much now I'm
Stuck on my last fib
I by the opps cause baby I'm not rich

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

argue
Wit a crazy mi mi mi mi mind
You ought-a know by now
Is that all you get for your money?)
Big jewels and they iced out
Nice trucks Big rims piped

on the surface
That's why I read all these verses
Gotta repeat all these urges
I do not need any churches
This is my thesis, my service
Gotta relieve all these

By any means, I'ma get it, bitch, fuck a test
I'm coming for the throne, big dawg, fuck the rest

And when I'm turnt, I say, fuck you, with my chest

out-rap

Drip so much that imma need an ark
Jus to get all these fine bitches 2 by 2
Man that's big ass moves
Man that's a lot of jewels
That bitch blonde,

my life is over 
And the Lord says it’s time
I won’t weigh my wealth
In dollars or dimes
I’ll measure my treasure
By the ones at my side
That brought

Dream Big
You know
Cuz when all else fails 
And ur at the bottom
Man
Dreams is what's gonna help u get out

Always had thoughts I would be some'n
My

is rent
You lil boys my sons
I don't got no fuckin kids
I smoke by the pound
Just like FIFA
Kicking shit
For my gang
We gon slide
We gon muh fucking

a cell by myself
Man you couldn't imagine it
They fed me some shit I wouldn't feed to my dog
Man that shit was the nastiest
Can you imagine me losing

pocket's gettin' bigger
"Yo, got that five-O double up, nigga"
Yeah, high rollin', big money I'm foldin'
Bitch on my tip for the dick I'm holdin'
Strung

"Yo, got that five-O double up, nigga"
Yeah, high rollin', big money I'm foldin'
Bitch on my tip for the dick I'm holdin'
Strung strawberry jocking me