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Can't C Me

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

While they coked up and weeded
Open fire
Now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out the west, don't get

Yo! Uh, Its your bwoy DOC
Pakistani’s With Attitude, Nigga
You know should it apocalyptic Records

Verse 01: DrAssenator
Hold me for something, that

(Wheezy outta here)
(Run that back, Turbo)

I'm in the 'ghini and I'm with a baddie
And when we go shopping, I put her in TG
And it don't bother

and it's in me
Money on me and it's in me (And it's)
I wanna fuck her, so I put the bitch in Fendi
(Yeah) nigga say he want a
Hе can meet me right by Denny

Everything's a Go

Jay-Z

M.A.D.E. [Clean]

2003

crowd my space
Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face
For they butterfly-stich ya face
If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

on the same block that the water on
I be more than gone run and get your order form
Next time I record a song gon' put my daughter on
'Cause she realla than

Microhard

Cee Lo Green

Cee Lo Green and His Perfect Imperfections

2002

a call on the phone if you can't speak
And you find it hard to breathe
Paralyzed by my essence, mere presence I put forth
Inherently legends record all

I made for you and you gave me your old record player
And I had to walk away from your bedroom and I had to put my coat on
And I had to put my boots

is a sound 
It’s from our town
 Prov  invented

Rhode Island
 This is your sound
 Yeah we did it

Get wraps 
No matter the type

Put some weed didi nit

Missin' U

Xzibit

Man vs Machine

2002

to hold things together put my soul on records
It's hard; you know your daughter had a baby too
A beautiful baby girl just another little piece of you

about sex, pard-on, check your facts
and the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shakin my ass half naked, lovin this life
Waitin for Kim album to drop,

rambling
I started even gambling
And I’m still waiting for that call

Sometimes I smell your clothes
I put those records on
You know, you know

I’ve grown my

Gullah when I pull up
Young bull all about a come up
If I gotta have a dream, I'ma take to extreme
I'ma make it by the ballot or the bullet
This my

put it deep
Inside the pussy
The shit is so nice
I ain't gonna settle
I still put it deep
Inside the pussy
The shit is so nice
I'm in my hoe phase right

perpetrator
Straight out the deepest
Darkest corner you can think of
I'm more than just a record
From the store you wanna pick up
Then once I'm in your playlist

And here we are
And put your hands up high
High, High, High, High, High, High
Put your hands up high
High, High High
Let me tell you why we iLL
We gonna deal

all you gotta do is put Your soul in it
Pray to God and roll with it like, Amen
I did recon in the field, where them Demons was real
2011, OEF, hot

Another look up and down, another turned cheek
It's like you got a case of the Mondays
Every single day of the week
These footprints all over your back but

the sock drawer
Polo on me, I got more horses than a box Porsche, uh
Talking bout the dough I had to get that
When I heard your flow I had to switch that

for the heart
And motherfucker you ain't 'bout this
'Bout this
'Bout this
Motherfucker you ain't 'bout this
My homies press record and now the whole

flames
Then you put Ace on the table you might as well fold cause this shit a flush and a straight
We put it all in your face you give us your best shit

something to dance to
Bop your head, play it in dance rooms
Wanna replay it, bounce in your car seat
Workout to it, put aside the bad news
I can do that once

a little lazy
But my lady still love for all of the flaws that shade me
Was acting shady and she almost caught me cheating like Brady
A broken record

of you
Yea I'm so proud of you

Life kept moving with you by my side
But that sparkle in your eyes
I could tell part of it died
I hated every moment you