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Street Rules

Skillz

From Where???

1995

cliques pullin sweet vicks (uhh)
Fulfullin cream dreams, takin niggaz out the mix
Nine-pound locked down by you and yo' crew
But watch yo' back nigga (why?)

Still in Effect

Freeway

The Chain Gang, Vol. 2

2003

the teck
I might end up stealing you bitch
Catch a body hide out in the Jets, Jets jersey with hat to match
Smack you bitch I'm in the club with Mack Jay

the morning with her head on me
She brought the covers from a
Room and fell asleep
Laying on the floor was just another thing
That kept me feeling sane when
I

the club is where i find you
I hate a fucking poser who am i to seek behind you?
You'll lead me into places that will never see the light
Had to turn my life

or hip hop
Or like drinks in the club, notifications at the top
I go pop like corn, Cos I Dey cock my gun
I Dey for the ones I love Omo na Turn by turn

the ones who don't look up to me, the ones who tell me so. Always and never alone. Never innocent but pure. A torch of sage will light the way, another

never been thuggin' ya'll niggas buggin', there's too many fine ass women in this club.

I'm lookin' fly ooo I'm 'bout to spread my wings [x6]
Watch

Up in the club with my homies, trying to get a lil' V-I
Keep it down on the low key (low key)
You should know how it feels (hey, hey!)
I seen

(What up king)
Said one word to that dime
And that dime became a thing (What up girl)
A thing became some bling
Hundred K on a ring
Another M on a house

they take him from his girl left her all alone
On my phone was another shorty saying that I needed peace
I couldn't process
So I just went to sleep

Him? He was like a typical thug
Hat and glasses, he had to bag the baddest bitch at the club
He had a, way with his words, a certain – how should I put

Love can make you cold
But learn to love the pain that makes you grow
Feels right in my soul
It hit different when I'm sittin' here alone all by

on the way
Go on bag up a zip
Only rapper for the kid
I need the rapper for the gig
A couple months and the jigs up
2 weeks had the hiccups
I was lost by

Shine Blockas

Big Boi

Sir Lucious Left Foot...the Son of Chico Dusty [Deluxe Edition]

2010

stupid kush like I'm in a rush
In the club with a half a pound, 150 blunts
Zone 6, East Atlanta's own, fuck with Nia Long
So I shine like it's showtime,

Play another show if I don't have to book it 
I love you New York, but you make me get down 
2ne1 on my iPod, five uptown 
There's so much fun in my life

brother
I done so much wrong
Just to do right
I dropped tears my mother
I swear I done bad
I hope I'm forgiven
Yeah I'm rolling another spliff
Take the edge

I'm stuck in same game, I hustle to change things
'Cuz whoever says I just wanna see lead fly
The bullets done sped by, now that's where your head lie
I

another's plate
I rather get my own build 
 Into something Great

Big Up to My Peeps
 cll over 
That made a way 
Regardless of 
What a hater say
They broke

greed
N u wouldn't have 2 ask anybody 4 things u need
As I listen 2 no man 2 proceed
Walking with God is d only way I follow ur lead
Everybody looking

Cliff Hanger

Blackalicious

Nia

1999

'Whole house freeze!'
It was a Thursday I stepped to the club, there she was
Draped in a burgundy dress, silhouetted superbly
Curved indeed, she

Seven Silver Curses

The Fiery Furnaces

Remember

2008

bits 
By some Pollock I know in Evergreen Park and dip them in the potion 
And drop them in Buckingham Fountain at 3:13 on Friday morning.
And then

thing lead to another yea
And we'n tryna walk in silence Cuz we'n believe in domestic Violence
If we'n got the women you take Away the women
Then who we

horrible
Maybe I feel the pain of things very forceful
Steep chore to reach out and be vocal
Maybe I'm too weak to be less meek
And plunge instead it's real

too
I still got the dream that I always had, I'm still tryna go to the moon
I just put a who with a who, by watching a fool I know what not to do
Stay