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of clowns I'm surrounded by who don't even know how to try to make real raps
I'll put my hook in now
You're overlookin' now
What it takes to even make it

(Cook that shit up, Quay)
Every nigga in your clique, yeah, they gon' feel me (Ayy)
D up

It's fourth quarter, I'm down by two
First 500 bands,

'm going insane, I hear him talkin' when I try to relax

Let the flames grow, lose control, you're a joke, you never stand your ground
You wonder why you're

they start changin' once you get some money
Get up off your ass, get you a bag lil' nigga, and stop lookin' bummy
I ain't talkin' down 'cause I been

up on your fuckin' scene
Clean it up like Mr. Clean
I can get on any beat
When I'm in my zone
Yeah, your bitch hit my phone
Talkin' bout she want my

Hold That Thought

B.G.

Life After Cash Money

2004

I'm a pro soon as I jumped off of the porch pee-wee show me how it go
That was in 92 see by 94
I was cookin cuttinem, weighin, in the grind getting

a three-five in the leaf
Put the bitch to sleep
Put a light five on your head
Knock him off his feet
Fuck that pussy nigga, he can die
Let him rest in peace

believe 
You snooze you lose
I put lil shawty 
On the spot 
And I told her
Make your move
Remember all the days
We used to fool around 
In high school

Reppin My City

Triple C

Trilla [Clean]

2008

platinum
Back to the basics
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx

you seen my shit then you know I gotta go

Let it snow, Finnae

Yeah, when I bust your rib in
You know I'm gon' get it
I pull up and make all you

a bag in this whip like I'm Instacarting
On a one-way flight to that pape baby, it's departing
Can only yell bullseye if you hit your target
Lil' bro was

house and shoot me up like Mr. Lennon?
If I sell like Thriller, will I sleep like Mr. Jackson?
Tell the doctor come fast just to help me with relaxing

Born N Raised

Trick Daddy

El Mariel

2006

like I took off. 
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by. 
You like a slow motion. 
All in 3-D. 
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"

Born n Raised

Trick Daddy

Listennn... The Album

2006

like I took off. 
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by. 
You like a slow motion. 
All in 3-D. 
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"

Vamanoes
Meet up wit my shawty at the terminal
Smoking all this weed like I got cancer and it's terminal
Fairfield posted wit my dawgs talkin bout

like Shaday 
Fuck about your shordy 
Glock big forty

I ain’t gotta hit ya lil blunt, ima face suthen 
Big dawg, you a lil runt, come and take suthen

I'm talkin' close range
Say your niggas out here wildin', we on the same thing
We on the same thing
His pain is my pain, we got the same pain

talkin' Meek, young nigga park and get on feet

Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit 
My nigga went flodgin', he don't think that I know

I ain't buy no house, bitch, I bought me a chain
VVS plus ones, they hit like cocaine
Fuck nigga, I don't even know your name
Lil Uzi Vert, yeah,

real raps
I'll put my hook in now
You're overlookin' now
What it takes to even make it
There's more than talkin' bandz or gettin' bitches
You should face

low like my thang (grrah, bah)
Been sippin' drank so my voice a lil' strained
Okay cool, bitch, go get hit by a train (bitch, get hit)
I'm tryna

followed by a rumble lightening strike


(Hook)



(1st verse)

It's hard to get far when your vision clouded
Wrong time and place like a trip rerouted 
It's

The Message

Nas

The Best of Nas

2007

wildin'
Talkin' 'bout how you ran the Island in '89
Layin' up, playin' the yard with crazy shine
I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him

at me strange but you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair
Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set
Take