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Allies

Poor Righteous Teachers

This Is Hip Hop [This Is]

1998

way 

And you'll be screaming "Mercy me" like if your name was Marvin Gaye 

Now put it away and stay the fuck up out my face 

I smack you in

Matter go ease yeah
No time to dey beg you, based On 2 by 2 I fit knack you, carry Your cross for my head omo Jesu
Paying my bills Omo Tellan no Owe you

Enzo

DJ Snake

Enzo

2019

out, snatch my chain
Get stomped by a whole lot of Timbs' though (stupid)
I'm dunkin' on' your bitch like Tim bro (free throw)
I let the block hit

your body in a split second
Put me on your song, it's a hit record
If I put you on, you a rich nigga
Yes, I told them, I told them I'm a born winner

My Cut's Correct

U.T.F.O.

Doin' It!

nimble, win battles by landslides
Can do a cut better than you with my hands tied
Behind my back, so hold your breath in
I'm expellin' a rhyme within

That, You sent for me
Boy, don’t be testing me
Food for thought, remember you ain’t betrayed by your enemies
How often do you struggle but keep a brave

Gz and Hustlas

Snoop Dogg

Tha Dogg: Best of the Works

2003

Good Morning, boys and girls
I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today is
What you would like to be when you grow

Gz and Hustlas

Snoop Dogg

Doggystyle

1993

Good Morning, boys and girls
I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today is
What you would like to be when you grow

Hypnotized by how it goes back forth and side to side
Make a playa wanna ride, make me laid up all the night
Lemme hear you say

[Chorus]
Yeah (Oh)
Put your

in me
So, I put my record on
Played my favorite song
To dance all night with you
I'm falling so hard for you
Can't explain the way it feels
To tell you

Bullshit, yuh
It's a full clip, yuh
I ain't playin' by the rules
I'm a misfit, yuh
Get your neck split
Feel your- feel your wrist slit
I don't need

the six ohs
You say invest in gold it's on my wrist though
I put it all in crypto
Consider the alternative
You could put your money in the bank and get your

really don't)
Shut the fuck up and get out my face ho
(fuck out my face) talking all that shit but
You don't really know
Put that pen to pad watch them

Yeah, Chubby Boy
So put some powder in the wind

So this is powder for your sins
Hey, you could be anything
This is powder on the sink
Hey, you could

find out
If you could put your records on
And we'll have an evening of
Listening to your favourite songs
Just give me a minute 
Oh I'll put the heating

check your tone, now your record gone 
Actin grown, try to change it up
when they all alone
Nobody by your side, they want your money by your side, true

the world I roam

Hey fuck you fuck you fuck you too
I stay myself you stay you
I ain't playing by your rules
Don't you tell me what to do

Hey
Fucking your

the record straight

I’d wife your ass up no hesitate

Even right now i would love to Date

But there’s something in my heart 

Taking all the space 





I

Legs sprain in a ditch

I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have

I had to skrt off in the jet, ooh yeah
Put your tape in and it's awful, eject
Ooh yeah
You a fucking bitch, do it all for the check
Aw yeah
I had

on the beat
Let me illuminate your mind
Let me illuminate your mind
Let me illuminate your mind
Identity of a young king
Let me illuminate your mind (Your mind)

gettin' smoked, you put a hand on me
Shots run it down even if he had a broken foot 
All through COVID, we still sold it by the boatload to push
Pandemic

rules
Cock tools put chlorine in record pools
Are there anymore like ya
Hell nah
I treat humans like students
Fail y'all
So turn your books to page 69

Murderers

Buju Banton

Ultimate Collection

2001

murda motherfucker, we don't beg or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch
When the .8 spit you could feel the hatred, taste it
It's your