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baby mama feet like
Who the fuck is we
Last time I checked you switched For some cheese
Still plotting on me
Bigs tryna kill cause
They mad that I still

Some day you'll want me
Some day we'll get back there
Some day you'll see me, like you used to do

I got my problems
But they mostly show up

I Want You

Heavy Roc

Back 2 Bass X

1995

into sleep, 
There will be no regrets when the worms come, 
And they will surely come. 
You do you do, I want you, 
Send me all your vampires, 
I

watching and know some cops that wanna kill us
They making assumptions that we got guns but we don’t got nuffin nigga wassup
They just want shoot shots

me, bitch you want my profit
I could make her think she poppin' when she not
I was just flodgin', uh, big boss status
Pockets fat as hell, they

cute)
Ayy, model 
Can you run that my way? (DJ Rockstar)

Can I hit that 
Get that, run that and lick that?
Since you say you a dime, can I flip

Grillz)
Fuck with me, baby (haan)
Life is hard, tell death to take it easy
(DJ Drama) Montana

Check the penthouse, word to Dyckman, you ain't see

God gave some a way of walkin'
Others have the gift of talkin'
They've all got a special way to please.

Some men fall for a pretty face
Others go

Reesey get him (skrrt)

Brodie had told me, "Better play shit smart, gotta elevate 
Niggas, they want you to fall" (they want you to fall)
Now I can

Frontline

Organized Konfusion

Super Rappin'

1999

and brighten the mind through instrument and rhyme
And fix those inadequate flows that don't adapt
Makin' snacks on wax plates for DJs to scratch

Fast

the problem way too busy wylin'
See me metro booming now they want some more
I play with the keys I got chords
I been on my, been on my way
From the east

and sayin’
"Stick 'em up mother" we want's what our's
(Son rise why you want?)

Yeahe word to Kane nigga stay two gun's up
Killer Kadafi they stupid?

Washingtons by Your Side

Wiz Khalifa

The Hamilton Mixtape

2016

people think it's a shame
As soon as they mention my name
They go back to being the same

I did everything that I want (uh)
I still don't really care

It's 3 AM you call my phone
You want me to drive by your home
But it's getting late
I don't know if it's safe
But I miss you and I feel alone
Hop in

Southside

Lil Scrappy

Coach Carter

2005

the lead touch ya
And they ain't no coming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water

live by blacks
They depress the asset and
Take the property back

It’s a ruthless but a genius plan in fact
So now we fighting over scraps
Crabs in

Got a Nouveau and some Moet
And I bet that you gon love me
I respect that you don't know yet
That Moschino shit is so back
When I'm seen in that, they

Everybody want to ride the wave thinking they could bring the sun back
People be looking up to the sky prayin they can get they day ones back
Hope my

Twitter and shit talk
All these little idiots and none of them real

Every rapper ever wants a chain
And to make mils
Claim they really ballin' in they

stack up some casualties
My nigga that's facts on me
They don't want facts from me?
Ain't No turnin your back on me
All my drillers
And killers
They run

of death, I know he order my steps
Had to die to my flesh, I Put my people on game, so they see me as threat
You just want cheque mate,you was hold your

their next bed
Razors dropped what will they do
Without their lines and new hair dos
Those fancy shoes that lipstick belt
That DJ you know that plastic

just sit back and relax 
I got the keys like dj khaled 
Can't stop for nothing cus I want it all 
They want me to fall
Ima be up on the wall 
Just like

Me and my niggas in Paris, like Kanye and Jay-Z
She said she want me, she wan' have my babies
Niggas they claiming they made me, they cappin' like