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callin' Earl
Since my stomach was empty, it seduced me to fuck the world
Watch my lil' homies lose they childhoods to guns
Nobody cries no more 'cause we

a boyfriend, now you want dick
You a bad lil bitch
Tryna rack up, tryna get rich
Tryna get money for a new Birkin
Tryna secure the trip for your girlfriend

Cent
Had to weigh down on the drank, me and Deno just dropped the scent

Had to cut off my lil' Wop , cause she was doin' sneaky shit
My new bitch don't

Know I can’t let you fuck up my day lil bitch

Niggas wanna hate they can’t wait for me to quit

Quick as dame

Switchin lanes

And I’m blazin

In Da Club

50 Cent

Greatest Street Hitz

on my mind
Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (woo)
Now shawty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (uh-huh)
Her girlfriend

Transverse the hearse
To invert the free-verse
Turn it back to me, I'm feeling real ugly
Abusing my loosened reigns
I'm taking the Lucy mane
I'm rapping like

Just to show up
When you post up,
With your girlfriends
Where have you been
I'm at my wits end 
Will you tell me you'll always be my friend
Will you tell

Bitch who is this calling my phone again?
I done thought I told you to leave all your racist friends?
Did you hear me, can you hear me, do you like

Jenny

Shaggy

Boombastic

1995

refined
Every man want a taste 'cause your grapes are fine
Well me love your sexy rhythm and the way it rhyme
Booty by-by, oh my-my, I love you

Jenny

Shaggy

Boombastic

1995

refined
Every man want a taste 'cause your grapes are fine
Well me love your sexy rhythm and the way it rhyme
Booty by-by, oh my-my, I love you

alright
We'll be just fine
You by my side
Watch the landslide
I'm scared to be the guy went to Chicago one time
They ain't pay me for that festival, my name

how to pop beats
My first
She won't from America, use to call me papi
Been worldwide
Born a star is why they spot me
Stand still, four way stop
Here we

And i'm sippin on dis faygo I ain't talkin lil mosey
Gotta a bag im finna make so I ain't never feelin cozy
And my bitches over 20 so we gotta keep it

we don’t miss him
Everybody love me I’m like Nixon

Look everybody want to be in my mentions
(M-m-m)
Back then еverybody was missing (M-m-m)
Got to get

don’t be amazed by all this pain
It just bring more rain
And them Mood Swings
I’m talking bout them Mood Change
My life been a lil strange
I could’ve went

junkie a bag of some angel dust
Look at the stash, i'm getting it gone
Girlfriend be bugging keep blowing my phone
Love it how fiends keep on blowing my

for a man ooahh

(haha lit)
WOcH sometimes I need a girlfriend
(fah fah woah)
I always need my money
(m m m m m m m m)  rejoice
Uh that was my voice
(m

Tear It Up

B.G.

How You Luv That?

1998

I'm a nigga that's on the grind for six figures
I'm a chilla but bring me out my back I'm always splita
You kill me it really don't matter to lil

by the liter nigga No deuces
Im off the flats Im a geeker nigga On Boosie
Let a nigga tweak with me I up the heater nigga I shoot him ayy
We leave you

Had Free lunch in the 7th grade
A Free spirit, nigga never hate
God get me outta hell for Heaven sake
My deep lyrics who could relate
Trapped in

the layer...
Stupid with swag like the Maker...
Greet me and pardon my pass like
The mayor...
I got my weight up...
Ain't playing no games dis ain't sega...

right behind me

Lil' Dane rollin' up in the blowout
My wife 55, bein' a winner on the couch
See I'm the boss of this town, but you ain't heard of shit

give me taste

I wanna be your vampire girlfriend
I wanna love you til the end of time
So baby go ahead sink your teeth in
I wanna spend forever by your

broads that get hit by the squad
Who these bitches think they are
Lil cute think they superstars
Lil hoe think they living large 
They are just broads that