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stretch ya, they got weapons when they come around
(Kj Tha Kidd)
Back outside, it's hot outside
If he talk shit then I bet that he died
Don't say the wrong
global  fucking domination in this rap shit 

Word is Bon Jovi

Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and Ruck go 
Worldwide Boot Camp with smoke by
be
Slim Shady or just like me WesSki tha Original Ghetto Cracka MC
I got so much juice I spit it out by the cup fulls introduced your eardrums
To these
nothing. It’s a hot one. Ain’t shit on cool. My rich bitch gotta 7th bed just dipped in the pool.  I couldn’t beg y’all it was hell naw. Ain’t shit for the Boog. 
Nigel Uno Ft. cJE $MD [Prod. By Just J]

{UrzTruly.Pablo}
cnd ta top it off, if i lose faith den da block iz lost, cop sum new drip den dat cop iz
Ashiya na mile
Raaz me rehjaun
Maa baap puchein kidhr tha tu raat bhar
Mai betha studio cook kara phonka nahi koi joint par
Now she on my phone texting me
& lets see ain't been in beef since second to last letter
Followed by "c" too hot to see
Turn heat seekers on they'll never bleed
They're cold forever
toxic.

Getting Fucked up by some hot shit.
Two William Lawson's and some hashes,
One day your car runs in the tree, crashes
Burnt into cemetery grounds
than high then I achieve it y'all
Wayne said tha block is hot, I ain't believe it y'all
My town's a goldmine, I ain't wanna leave it y'all
Where I'm
hell on earth, the block is hot 400 degreez
The truth tell us what envy all eyes on me
A top-dawg said the game is to be sold not told
Pulled out
hot like the Hawaiian tropics
A taskforce topic spent six months in C.Y.A
Even though the yay is brought in by the C.I.A
See, I'm a motherfucka
Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product
The Chance, Ms Sancha Needs Cash
And She Wants It Fast
Give Me All That You Got Homeboy
'cuz This Cuete That I Got Aint A Toy
It Packs Nothin But Hot Lead
Throw
Hook x3 
[Big Chan] 
I'm still the greatest 
I'm pretty 
I'm still the greatest 
[Layzie Bone] 
And I'ma bad man 

[Big Chan] 
Hot child in the city
when I hit yo shit  danger 
Multiple rounds when the caliber spit 
Like my folks BO I mash on tracks to get the paper 
Money by the ton stack the loot
she’s a uzi spit
Live by tha sword yea she go slice to kill
Stand on my own baby I can foot the bill
My heart so cold girl you put dat shit on chill
You
holds/
I need bags full of wisdom so I can teach and mold/
I see my son  rising i gotta leave him set/
In booth vibing cooking dope and making bank/
Tha

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