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jones
By bitch a choosey lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top

Cash That I Got

Swishahouse All-Stars

Day Hell Broke Loose, Vol. 2 [Bonus Chopped CD]

2001

and I pay what it cost
Me and Slim Thug, The Boss at the SwishaHouse
I'm bouncin on 24's rollin on big thangs
Hittin the highway and I'm still changin

West, South Central

If money ain't foldin' homie I'm not rollin'
Talk a gang of shit, spit out my colon
Rip Dog and Non-Affiliated made us, we dirt

heart in mind, the crazy part is I don't mind
I'm rollin', I got it, but it's this feeling, this darkness
my man got pitched by the Narcs and his son just

I be climbin' to the top I been workin' n' shit
Can't nobody stop me, make me jump off a cliff
I been workin' by myself I always ride with the stick

Batwheel
Know they seem me rollin the batwheel
Max Keeble, making big moves thru the Catskills
Bad guy, blowing up yo buildings, getting mad real

cleaned house, now my team's strong
M.A.F., Money and family
That's my theme song
And get the money wit the family
And my team's on
Pace to be rich by 2020,

While y'all was playing tough guy
I was eating fungi
Mind got different layers
Double vision in my third eye
Leave you all on stand by
Text you back

I got my stick by my side
Brand new bitch wan' slide
Brand new ho my type
Said she ride or die
I made shortie cry
Sorry baby I'm not that guy
Now she

It'z All About That Money

Tha Dogg Pound

2002

2001

of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops

rich
I grew up on a block
Where people judge your choice of president
Addicts tell themselves they're not addicted if they're sellin' it
But where

Gangsta

Killer Mike

Monster [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2003

Eastside killers keep it (gangsta)
Northside monsters keep it (gangsta)

[Killer Mike]
See I in the V.I. staggerin and weed eyed
Stumbling and laughin rollin

Yeah, yeah
(Beats by Choc)

Okay, drug pack lookin' like Hunter S. Thompson
Rap good as that kid outta Compton
And the money comin' in, that's

to the pavement.
Watch the smoke clear ‘cause the fire was blazin’.
Know a couple fake people but I’m not namin’.
Got big dreams so I’m on a money mission,
Want

I'm talkin' to you, big bitch, you

I'm Keyoncé, and I'm Kelly Rowland
Hold up, don't stop
Keep the camera rollin'
Old money in the old block
I got

Feelin like da man when I walk thru
Rich homie Crip and im fuccn wit da dogs to
Rollin with da drake in the 6 like this OVO
Say I aint the flyest then you

shit must desist
All these guns gold an false prophet shit 
Made us satisfied wit bein nigga rich
The term black wealth that shit won't exist
Until we

with that Big Bad Wolf
In Granny’s jumpers
I might

Nah

I only blow gas
But you can blow me all night while I sit back on my ass

Drop that roof
Drop

wanna be so I'm strollin
In tha hood
Hot 12's for the go, rollin
Only what tastes good
I made this beat, I'm tryna rap on it, but at ballin
I ain't no

of fallbreezy
Old school friendly no tall buildings
Rollin metal swollen
Wit my brother nolan
Down ya
Motha fuckin block
Slangin gods
Hell yea
If you got

all of your schemes
Dropping big figures in amounts unseen
But how can I do that when my account is clean, he said
Always live, Beyond Your Means

nigga, stay mad, read the text
Take your shorty, I just want her for the sex
Kick her, cause she ain't givin' no good head

Big drums is what we love

the gang, like she my fuckin' favorite wopper
Heard your big brother die, tryna hop the fuckin' fence
Brother, he got dropped by a bitch and I just rolled up

yeah
Told me to ride around, we got a K with sounds, she Said she love my sound, she said I moving now,
They callin' up Ny with J, I'm rollin' on blunts