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'm gon' holla that (I'm gon holla that)
Lil' brotha Lucci and Mr pookie
They got my back (Look they got my back)
Ooh Wee you betta learn who you fuckin' wit

Paranoia

Royce da 5'9"

Independent's Day

2005

in sight
I'm like the DC sniper, Mr. Malvo
Strategically precise when I squeeze the cali-co
You look like a asshole, full of shit
Niggaz sure

Women scream "get in me"
And what do I do I get in it
I put on my boot and I step in it
Right left in them Mr eterceden
Head all the time
It may sound

My Strategy

Mr. Shadow

Born Without a Konscience

[Mr. Lil One]
And you'd better be knowing exactly what it is
That my motherfuckin Shadow be talkin' about up in this Motherfucker
HEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE, For

you gon' do with it?
I can give it to you but wha-wha-wha-wha-what?

I can give it to ya, but what you gonna do with it?
When I'm in Texas I

Go Ahead [Featuring Lil Rob]

Mr. Shadow

Till I Die

1998

mad hits for that ass
One way in the past
When I mash
Let me hear you scream and hollar when ya see me
Party people in the house can ya feel me
It's Mr

'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice where I
Don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and
Get hugs from the misses
Pounds from my brothers

Nappy Heads [Remix]

Fugees

Bootleg Versions

1996

I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all

You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams

you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love

if i cant catch you slippin in these trenches
Wit a gang a hos i bring em to the trap and give em endless
Listen come here lil babeh need you to shake

I'm the heartbreak kid, I can't love you, lil' mama
When we fuck, yeah, I'm gon' use a condom
She say, pass the bottle, she ridin' for a thottle
She

mr I don't-give-a-fuck
You ain't gotta ask me shit
Shit, been with the shit

Gettin' all this money
I'mma spend all this shit
All these Hollywood hoes

to myself by the night and I'm so 100

The way you shakin' ass, I swear it did somethin' to me
All these ones, I'ma throw that shit
This Bino strip club

(Fizzle, fizz a lot, fizz a lot)
I don't go by no rules
I don't go by no dismissal (yeah)
Yeah, you can get hit with that Draco, yeah
Just send a lil

Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr

low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr

we grown  
I met her on first base standin' all alone 
We went to second base and now she in my zone 
Then we told Mr. Third Base we gon' 
I told you

for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS

Got My Mind Made Up

Redman

All Eyez on Me

1996

for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS

kno what I’m on goof troop send em a boot and imma get heem gone
16 young lil nigga kno I’m comin up niggas wanna laugh ion never see what’s funny bruh

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

Yeah
I come creepin' through your hood in

(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you

One More Chance

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you

Nappy Heads [Remix]

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all

You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams