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one else believed
More than that, I hope each of my players recognizes
That you prove heroes come in lots of different shapes and sizes"
Eventually,

Don't Stop

2Pac

2002

2001

get a chance I'ma bust ya
No matter where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
(Like that) Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot,

behind us
Shakin' in my boots, you bitch, I'm motherfuckin' miserable

She's like, you a motherfucker, like, you fuckin' miserable
Different, I've been

keepin to myself that bitch she got me like police 
You be confusing in the sheets 
I'm steady cruising in the streets
By 22 I'm in the Grammys platinum

a party to me 
What good is a Christmas if nothing is green

(Ugh) do as you please 
Don't listen to me 
You'll really take boots over sand in yo feet 
Got

Tha Business

MC Eiht

Last Man Standing

1997

the yay'
Federalies can't harm me
Black-ass army in armani
And they still
Can't see me
Cause I'm - paper down
Fiends to keep happy
Never - fuckin frown
Mr

by the way you shakin your perk-u-later
I'm the smooth operator
Hot mommy motivator
What I really wanna do
Put that thing on you
butter up yo hot

Bro, I gotta get sponsored by other big bro, little of a plan, you know what I'm saying?
I gotta call that shit guy of her self-defense, baby, got

peepin through the ozone
I like to chill out, hang out
cause I'm cool, you know Big Ed is in the mix with the fix
fool, I seen niggas shakin ivory, hoes

in your boots
Now you shakin I'm your knees
Acting like I'm the enemy
Who is you
I is me
Bitch I'm PayRoll
And I'm killin all ya beats
Like
One two
One

at the hair salon

You already know what time it is

MR. Nasty time so get crunk in here

I like it when she stompin', poppin'

Ghetto droppin', shorty walkin'

Shake My

Three 6 Mafia

Shake My

2009

Meanwhile I'm shakin' makin' 'em sing sing
With the bang with the bomb, with the bomb 

I'm all up in the club 
Fresh em off the trout 
Snatching up town

Keep doing this
Mr. Misty-eyed
sir I'm thriving in
City is making me
high by my sins
Overstimulate
난 다 뚫어 내 막대기
빡세게 자극을 받고
찾아 ma baby Ooh
난 stepping up

shakin' their backs 
And all the players in the place is catchin' heart attacks
(I love that shit)
Hey yo DJ turn it up
(I love that shit)
You gotta B

We Don't Give a F***

50 Cent

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, gang-ster

Yeah!
I come creepin through your hood in

Don't Stop

Edi

Pac's Life

2006

where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags

Don't stop, keep goin' don't

around the way
Hear the accent in my sound today
Call up the homies, we shakin' the ground today
We gonna level up
It's going down today (I just been)

dancing
Booty clappin' like ovations
Leave my lil man standin'
Real hoes
Get down on the flo' like David Banner
Work it right
I fit you in my planner

Stop it lil' nigga you outta pocket lil' nigga
( Keep talking )
Have yo Mrs. blow me like a rocket lil' nigga
You know i'm KharMohn imma get

lot of sh-
Poppin' that thing that she be on the (ha)
Gold in my mouth and got gold on my wrist (yeah)
Ho, you gon' shine if I give you a kiss
She

Forgot About Me

Scarface

Deep in the Heart of Texas

2009

the public housing
(Man!) I got it crunk like Obama in a 'Fesco
Nothing less than the best, hoe
Nigga, let's go it's you

"It seems like everybody,

God)
You should know, I don't swing that way (nuh-uh)
You owe me cash for the fame
I don't owe you no ass, okay?

We'll leave a nigga blue in

Oweeo [Bonus Track]

Old School Players

Best of Old School Players

What a rush when I buck straight from this rhyme called cush
Give it up, what's up?
Tag Team's musics always in the cut
So c'mon let me see you sweat

bitches better get right
Y'all lil niggas don't get paid
And you're reading level's on the 5th grade
And your bank accounts on the 6th grade
I never ever