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Wu-Gambinos

RZA

Wu-Chronicles

1999

untraceable
And they're explosive head bullets, your favorite

Come here, son
Come here, for a minute
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yo, send Bobby

Drink Wit Us

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

the first fo fall
I've been lovin' Iceman, ever since I seen George Gervin ball
You so broken when you die yo', hearse'll stall
So weak you probably

Say I dissed you, I ain't say that
Never switched up on nobody
I ain't dropping names like a project by Carti
I'm skipping the beef like a track by Yo

I can tell by how he rap
I be with the grim reaper but I'm getting these niggas wrapped
I know where that money at like that shit on Google Maps
I

It's My Time

Lyfe Jennings

Port of Miami

2006

ain't a dope by 'til yo ass got a gun and chain

It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh)
It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
It's my time

I react nonchalantly
Pull what's strapped on me
Get at all these bitches who want me on they shit
Once they jackass switch on me, give 'em a donkey

R.A.W.

Daz Dillinger

R.A.W.

2000

Finta get real in here (word up), don't stop, (yo yo), that nigga daz
(Uh Yeah through kurupt talking)

Uh uh uh uh uh uh, Kurupt young Gotti

')
(We gotta tell em')
Our finest hour has just begun
We are His bride
Swing the gates open wide and
Church be the church
Heal the hurt
Shine the Light in

sheets, ayy
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Flip phone same color as Yo Gotti teeth, ayy
(Skrrt, skrrt) soulja racks (Racks)
Hopping out the soulja coupe (Skrrt)
Talibans

The Next Shit

Busta Rhymes

Internal Affairs

1999

out! 'Cause this is a new world transmission
Permission to shine now our time to glisten

The next shit, the next shit, the next shit, the next shit

amazin das Ya ammunition
Shoot the lights out shoot the lights out

Fuck em Shine Shine Shine

Find yo path das yo trap
Do yo math flip on dat
And grind

damn fool
I had to do what a man do
I play by the band rules
Yo best friend can get rammed too
Till then play it kosher
These niggas faking the motion

Kool On

The Roots

Undun

2011

and a flow that never age

Come get your kool on, stars are made to shine

Stars are made to shine

Yo, I'm never sleeping like I'm on methamphetamines
Move

over. Aye Greg remember when we road all night. Riding round bumping on yo Gotti life. That’s back when I was KT they called you Ice Mic. You was

I Got Candy

Tru

Tru 2 da Game

1997

a toaster
Candy I have move em fast like ? ? ?
Knick knack paddy whack, give a fiend a fast sack
9 times outta 10, he'll tell his friends and they'll be right

look at where i am
Took all of my problems and i cooked em in the pan
I used to suck till lucifer had took me by the hand
Now word on the street is i

it's tinted
Ain't a srt but this a limited edition
Ima the type of nigga that will stack until he shine though
You the type of nigga that'll run

Countin' money by the hunnids
Park the lamborghini at the summit
Either way it flip, we could run it
Never started none this shit
I just gave 'em

sounding like Yo Gotti
Shawty head fire when she ride I call her Yatchy
And I was always told it aint good unless its sloppy

Nigga say I wasn't like that

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Nigga get outta line and we gone fuck em up
Fuck wit one of mine and we gone draw blood
Nigga tryin to shine and we gone show em

up in line
First you grind then you shine
Shawty pull up right on time
I got that 'ish that make yo' head bop
When that beat drop
Make yo' friends rock

Digging
6feet In her ground 
All this money 
Like a bank 
Doing shit 
He wish he can't
I go by Gotti 
Riding in a Maserati 
Pimpin call me Scotty 
Blow

Count all cash
Buy her Prada
Hit her pretty ass out the park
Go LA Dodger
Feel like Mookie
Feel like got em
Feel like Gotti
Feel like Fadda
F my X's
Far I

the Range
World tour we on the way
'95 kill em' like Pac
And it's the world against me
Killuminati got em' like Gotti
Broad day they droppin' bodies
I'm with