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Mm
Oh
It was 3 AM
Oh
And I remember
I remember
I remember it was 3 AM
Didn't have no damn sense of where I was
Didn't have no damn cents couldn't

Crew Love

Jay-Z

Belly

1998

the place
And walk straight up on you fuckin crooked niggaz
Comin out ya mouth sideways like some rookie niggaz
I drink Henny mixed wit nothing
My weed

therapeutic
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I'm a Hunnid Percent
Poppin out paying no rent
Feeling like I might invent
Something that cost just a couple of cents
Write down some lyrics yeah

Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit

This rap shit plays

figure out how I'mma get up the ending
Cause when it's time to support ionkno where my friends be
Yeah
So maybe we ain't friendly
No shout out

really shines
Further you go the army builds up one by one
You v the world they'll stop only when they've won
So Shout it out to me, scream it out and be

my child by the time I'm twenty-five
Now, it's five years down the line and shit is adding up
Financial freedom at it's finest, all my exes mad as fuck

They bite piranhas and stung by the jellyfish
These ain't no All-Stars, bitch, these is Vetements
Party time excellent, pardon my excellence
Pardon my

mothers child in trouble
Left out of our gilt edged bubble

Now John might be our relation, or of anyone in the nation
But our empathy is ration, by our

Hundred or more for the ride, you dealing with a heavy weight
What you want? 5 6 thou' for the bowl
Shout my nigga Meech thought you was never coming home

Veronica

Elvis Costello

Rock of the 80's, Vol. 10

1994

you wake from your dream with a wolf at the door
Reaching out for Veronica

Well, it was all of sixty-five years ago
When the world was the street

down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town

[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm

down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town

[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm

You already know it's kyro from cairo man
But we in alex right now you know what i'm saying
Shout out fidro
We bilingual on these sides you feel me

The bike was Huffy, attention was froze
In a twenty five cent frozen cup laid my soul
The streets had made the mold
Since fourteen holding, Pusha T was

here on the bridge
But fuck it, gotta pardon 'em, shout out to my squad and 'em
House Gang, Shady, I'm gone, nigga, my job is done

Yelawolf,

and
The blood starts pumpin' out on the streets
The traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living

by what I said
There's one thing beyond a doubt
Inside every rapper there's a lover
Who's tryin', to get out
So let's make a start, unlock your

she follow up with a head
That's her soul to take
She never met a nigga, that stood on his shit
Who was able to make a dollar
Out a couple cents
Who

fuck by your system, that's evident
Puts bullets in a brother at a club back to ignorent
Special shouts to big boomer, personal autograph
And shouts

Mercedesu, v kufru sedm kilo
Byl jsem v klidu, ty by jsi se potil, že tě chytnou
Šest zlatých prstenů ladí k mejm hadrům (Hadrům)
Baby mama drama nezažil jsi,

to the west, y'all, hands up
LA to the Bay, y'all, hands up
Hands up, everybody everybody, just hands up
Hands up

Shout out to my man, Propaganda
From

like it’s  Ronda 
It’s punching like it’s Ronda there
We don’t care if yo mama there 
We in every hood like Obamacare Its BikeLyfe
Shout out ward he got