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Ill Street Blues

Kool G Rap

Greatest Hits

2002

and stinking 
 Soles on my shoes winking t shirt is shrinking 
 Soon I see some ties and my eyes open wide quick 
 Who's that with you, chick? Bill Blass my

don't know me
Na mosie na posie
You don't even half know me
Preaching like some holy mother brother
Sound asshole-y
Puff puff and then pass homie
Roll me

pretty deep how I'mma decorate the city street
Little bitty pieces there's really gonna be some chalky drawings
In this dream I had, when I land
I can

tryin', tryin')
Patty Mahomes 'bout to fall short a couple hunnid
Signed, sealed, delivered, I fucked the notary public
She witnessed me sign off on some

All she ever talk about is fashion
She the woman of my dreams, looks like an actress 

She know what I'm going through
She also got some family in

Sara Beth Married
Jesse Lee Proud Man He Was
Mother Like Aunt Jemima
Black Blue Color Skin A Softness
Unmatched By Anyone Stern With
Her Words Dats

Yeah
PB Trell in this bitch
Yeah
Ima ride Right or Wrong
I just put it in my songs
Yeah I put it in my songs
Aye
By Yarely and my son ima ride Right

you a party
All you need is some weed and Bacardi
Its by nature lil shortie getting naughty
And I'm about to swanton in it Jeff Hardy
All these niggas

us by the dozen, 
Talkin' father, mother, sister, brother 
Uncle, aunty, cousin (damn)
Is you feeling what I'm saying?
'Cause the problems all

Imagine

Snoop Dogg

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment

2006

to get that dollar on some shitty ass job
Imagine Biggie with his son
Imagine Pac gettin' call pop 'bout one
Imagine a mother struggling
Dealing with

cause
I'm in hell really out to go
I feel something's taking over
Mother fucker's I'm bout to show
I don't do this for nothing pay me
Some mind just like

dealing
Sleazy demon motherfucker
My flow is like some butter
Nutter Butter on your mother, 'cause its Mother's day
She love my company, I love her in

Sick as fuck of sittin' on this dirty couch, yeah
What's for dinner? Cushion, quarters, my amount
I'm a sinner, no beginner, Mother Mary, count me

Christmas day two years later
Mother and son heading towards the airport hanger
He can barely sit still with such anticipation
Unaware of the grave situation

Trying People

De La Soul

AOI: Bionix

2001

blow by
My eyes stay fixed but the picture's kinda outta focus
I cry a lot but admit to it
Enjoyin' life now but I've been through it
Sometimes I

Rich Shooters

Shy Glizzy

Fully Loaded

2018

the mail
My bitch, she like Chanel, got all the bags and all the heels
Where I'm from they like to kill, keep that chopper by the wheel
I seen some niggas

mother fuckers
Who go by illuminati
We've got fallen ones
Coming down impregnating mommys
We got the omen in the white house
With his satanic doggy
We had

always meant to be &
Let slip when it was close enough to touch, this is too much
I am my mother's son
Fresh and optimistic at the age of 21
Culmination

checked we're all born

I don't need no million views to feel G'd up
Long as my people round me with a speaker
I'll be banging tunes while they roll some

Nd I still run a full course in the summer Son of a bitch wouldn’t lie on my mother.. put that on God I love her but sometimes I feel like this pain is

forward to a son, but damn, it was hard to find a mother
And in retrospect, I see what he meant when he said that life was a game of would you rather
But

boy got a cap on tip it up bill up tone is ratchet these motherfuckers fed up
God if you don't put on some toner you'll blind my eyesight with the words

just a hustla put some P's in da city
I can't lie iim stubborn yea boy get that from my mother
Ain neva been to cali, why
Plugged in with truckers
Ain

let me catch y'all niggas trapping out
Cuz Cuzzo give y'all niggas some dead homies you can rap about
Sum in me told me I gotta do this on my lonely