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Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there

Berkeley Woman

John Denver

Farewell Andromeda

1973

The colour in her cheeks
Was just her natural skin
She wore no makeup
To make her look that way
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks
What more can I

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in

mouth
Made me some money
While my name in your mouth
Devil working overtime
While my name in your mouth
Lord see your lies
While my name in your mouth

without a cop in sight thinking
Bout the red blue lights so wen
I leave make sure I'm alright ain't
Caught by the red blue lights

The Jack, yea
Man I'm too

I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

through these
Clothes foreign probably made in Indonesia
Bars so damn hard probably gave that hoe a fever
When I go up out the town I tell her shawty I'll

Goodie Bag

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed
Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed

'Cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap
P-funk

and accept it 
Gunna change this place 
One step at a time 
This soldier ain't getting in line 
The future's all about your design 

And I paint with colour

We slang kilos, eighths to them shorties, bring G loads
Of paper to the hood, we got you, cop three of those
And get your hustle right (yeah),

(JT on the track again)
As a matter fact, pulled up with extra ammo
(Samy made this shit)
Stopped by the store, me and my loc, like get a pack

Sunshine

Coolio

The Hustler

2003

you could see it in your mind -
I guess it's kinda like sunshine

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Before I continue let me make one thing clear
Took me a while but

go red like the colour of Mars, 
Overweight bills look at the bars, 
who made the beat? It's Double R, 
Who sang the chorus? Female superstars, 
Go by

Untouchable

2Pac

Pac's Life

2006

of niggas thug living
Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us
So pull the heat out, ammunition in crates (shh)
Move without a sound as we slide

heart resides
Not with me, not with time - lets the minutes tick by
He'll drive but she valets the day into the night
Red light green light kinda ride

tramp
You can get three for a score
At Wembley market you can get four
Some people in girl better
Blow t-shirts wanna picture but I’m too raw
Sorry, no!

a strip Ben Frank blue hundreds that's cheese
I need a glock by the hip head in the whip
From a bitch that a roll my weed
I need a yac made neat room temp

hometown
It's made me who I am
So much colour and warmth around

Who knew that shattered glass
Would hold so much class
Exploring a garden in the heavens

Regardless of your colour, black or white alike
The problem is the strike at those who fight spike
In crime, those fighting to catch the red handed
But embrace

Sunshine

Coolio

El Cool Magnifico

2002

you could see it in your mind -
I guess it's kinda like sunshine

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Before I continue let me make one thing clear
Took me a while but

Everybody triggered, I don't know what to say
Living in the present don't seem that great
Everybody's gonna get cancelled, media's a cancer, these

lookin' small like we made 'em compressed
My bars are so cold like the footbridge in February
Put the beat in the coffin, this verse is the obituary
This

on three homicides (murder)
It look like a dealership when I slide
Rolls' and Lambs popping outside
Hi-Tech red, he bought it by the pack
I fired up