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You had your turn its the pay back
Yo bitch top me in the Mozzy as I lay back
Once I spot da fake shit nigga I shake that
Could fall off tomorrow ima

Like u a sell yo soul ain’t it

She gone gimme head and pussy to get her tose painted

She say wen it ain’t chu in this pussy I use the rose then

Hey yo, AC Burrell, So Solid, da da dee, Asher D, Swiss on this
Now let's bless this proper for the ladies yeah? bless it
Lets tell them how it is

Crashin burnin get yo whip chop
Like it cold weather they gone zip you to da tip top
Bodybag a nig*a my nig*as bangin ziplocks
Wen Dey gotta drag

trill neva lie
Da only one between her thighs
She gone help me rise
All black chrome lips
Sittin' pretty on my tires
Keep yo mouth wide
Give me head while

better twist ya head top over n say goodbye
It’s time to ride flip the page patch up the pride
Never see me when your dreaming and your gleaming to your

a whole bail
Got da scale by the work
And the work by the pot
That muthafucka aint gone lock
Less the water boiling hot
A muthafuckin scientist
Think I need

Whole city want me dead they don't really love
Hood want me in da feds they don't really love me
Friends wish they hit my head they don't really love

tooting dem guns

Im in da club wit my tool
I dont aboidie by da rules
Put yo bitch ass on da news
Cuz u bluffin n tryna be cool
Wet da street up like

Usual Suspects

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

befo' dey touch this here 
It's Gotti's, Consigliere, let's take it there and make a milli, yeah 
Which Bentley's? Ice drippin' off the jewels, daily

yo youngest son da chosen one, I spared his life but he still owe me one, hopped outta da bed n got in my bag let a youngin show ya sum, catch me doin

in it I ain't even know this was yo whip
It make sense now cause I ain't even know she was yo bitch
At the same time I'm gettin head im on da dark web 

wanted your attention. And you ta take these inches. Wud put cho legs up by my head them deeper strokes was fittin. Wud grab yo waist pick up the pace

12
Use too post on the block
Like king of the hill
Now we on da clock
Aint loving these thots
Pull off the lot
Cut da top off cuz its hot
Smoking up

gang
Yea them my brothers
All black everything
We wear da same colors
And if you talk reckless
Hope yo ass got a bumper
Im in da street head first
Bitch

Muzzle Toe

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

strangers
Top rap don, 'cause Daddy-O got me the dice game
It's reg or not, pockets love Trump Donald
Pack your work, move your plans to VA
Heat on the lock

crew popped up 
Damn 
Drop top roof top nonstop
Damn 
Drank in da right light in da off
Damn
Ice in the cup make the rum pop 
Damn 
I'm Chris Brown afta

You ain't never did no dirt
You ain't never had no work
You ain't reup on da first
You ain't banging from yo turf
You ain't walked up on no nigga
You

Flow Joe

Fat Joe

Represent

1993

lose weight cause I'm not on the run
I'm on point like a sniper, hyper than the hyper
On the DL, overlooked by C-Cypher
Never get caught, I'm on top

to mouth to fly

dats why I am ready for take off

Fillet menoun without da steak sauce

da top of da line dats me Im prime 

had da underground on lock

Rizzy da rocket atomic 

Fuck niggas hatin dats not fair 
But these fuck niggas know i do not care 
Cause these fuck niggas know dat im top notch
All

All Night

Lil Wayne

Young and Thuggin'

2001

hard but seeing your head chopped off is less convincing
Which nigga want it?
Holla at me, I'll be at the top
With your wife slobbin' on my cock

Different from what u be on
Shaking off
Klingons demons
Heathens
Flipped da light switch
Like roaches
Watch em be gone
Lucy try to
Put out out yo fire
Turn it

a buss that fucking semi
N my Bessfrien so bad
Kno I gotta keep her with me
Bitch just mind yo bidness
Got with me
While I jugg da city
Bitch I got dat