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Let the Rhythm Hit Em

Eric B.

Blackbeat Party, Vol. 1

the rhythm

Now, throw you hands in the air and yo, go
Rakim will do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know you'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, catch up,

By Myself

Ying Yang Twins

Alley...Return of the Ying Yang Twins

2002

at your work
I'm hitting the fat monkey, and damn your girl chunky
Haven't seen what I've been, I'm drinking all alone
On the phone with my b...l, you, n,

a tragic
I got the keys to run this shit but you can have it
Got my wand, in my hand, I cast magic
Money and my happiness, I gotta have it
I can get it by

got me breaching bail
I need grub, I need scales
I'm pissed off that P's in jail (Ahh)
Plus I lost all my P's as well
And my uncle keeps telling me I

misunderstood
All I know is trouble I don't come from good
Riding by myself in every other hood
Like every days my birthday and I wish a motherfucker would
All my

From What I Was Told

Master P

I Got the Hook Up

1998

And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades

Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan

State Lines

Dustin Lynch

Current Mood

2017

Pulling you in, your body on mine
Ain't no way I'd ever take my hands off of you
Dancin', burning up the room
You know that I'll keep on lovin' you
I'll

Watch My Shoes

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

don't shine in front of no bitch
'Cause after she get off my dick
I be like, "Find the front door, bitch"
I don't know why in the fuck your bitch keep

a deep breath then
Bend her knees like a free throw
I don't want me no good girl
I fell in love with these freak hoes
In my bedroom, I'll make a movie
It's

Fuck nigga call tell him you been better off

For real like 
Damn my baby you really real right
Got me pinching myself while kissing you good night

nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

But my demons they keep reaching I can't hand em out
I can't take the time to process all of this
You can't wait much longer girl I know you miss
Me all

they ain't biggin you up
They ain't really yo guys
Gotta keep yo eyes on the prize And get some food on yo plate
I got some shit on my mind
And this shit

you in my room and it's on spot

I can see it in your eyes that you don't know
What you gone do with yo life baby take hold
Of my hand
Baby I could be

Hellz Wind Staff

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

to insane, I rain firewater
Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order
I got my sword cross your throat you joke

We on the run with the golden guns, get

Oo la la
Mercy moku
Just keep walkin' by
I don't think I know you
Tryna' figure out why
You do what you doin'
Fuckin with my Oo la la
So just keep it

Tha Block Is Hot

Lil Wayne

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

Wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', what

Straight off the block, gold nuts in my hand, trustin' no man
Got my Glock cocked, runnin' this

Tha Block Is Hot

Lil Wayne

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1

2002

Wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', wha' wha', what

Straight off the block, gold nuts in my hand, trustin' no man
Got my Glock cocked, runnin' this

with your hand in my hand
Z-E-U-S girl forever we’ll stand
I never go ghost but you still my boo
We chilling we do what we do
When I’m with you I’ll

mum's house, now, they're invadin' my business
While I'm still gettin' chased by these dirty little girls that never had a job
And think they're worth

(yeah)
Okay, okay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay-kay (woo)
Okay, okay, yeah, um

Snowflakes keep fallin' on my expired debit cards
Don't know why I'm

dome, If you want smoke like, Brrtt Bahh
I'm sick and tired of violence I been secluded on a island
Vibin' by my lonesome I been hiding
Cause I move low

85/Billy Dee Interlude

YoungBloodZ

Against Da Grain [Clean]

1999

dead serious, hot like some lighter flames
Oh you know how it go, I'm the n****, she the hoe
She told me some mo', I shut my Cadillac do'
My hands

to say good by but so long
So long

Make a Move my visions, emissions
Crosshairs between my eyes
Perceptions misguided
No where to run and hide

So you