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Bitches, Dope, and Dollars

G-Wiz

The Tonite Show

2014

plotting, scoping
Wonder what I roll in, who I roll with
When I'm riding out
Fully having niggas start hiding out
Till the block hit
Too hot to cool off

Collaboration '98

Method Man

The Last Shall Be First [Clean]

1998

survive, at war with the warrior
Hot with the rhyme.. pennies
Turn the heat up, and bend me
Prepare for the next milleni'
I can't sleep, I'm in the shit knee

by many, hated by few
Cos I’m scandalous
Too real, fake people can’t handle us
Operate from Africa to Los Angeles
Slanging hot product what shut up

you sleep, niggas glide
I'm hard headed, too much pride

Man I really get active, I heard you Lor Niggas still capping, still niggas talking that shit

Then I go ahead and spend another bag I’m silly 
Doing donuts in the plaza in the lot by Timmies 
Freestyling too free with it 
Iced out looking too

momma mad cause im the one
That make the block hot
And im on point i swear
I dare the opps to drive by
God protect me from my bros
I swear I got the opps

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time

killing me
I'm never gonna sleep
A little panic always keeps me moving
The coffee's never hot
So just reheat the pot
I hate the feeling that I keep

on a weekday
I got an off day tomorrow, I'ma sleep late
I brought a bad bitch too, she got a beef cake
And she go each way, she need a teammate
I got a bad bitch

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

caught in the system bet Imma Finesse
Too much on my mind and it's hard To express
I'm forever gon step and that's never Less
A week going by I had went

Lambo (Lambo), fast (Go)
My ice (Hittin'), glass (Woo)
Old school (Hot rod), smash (Skrrt)
Almost (What?), crashed (Damn)
Balmains sag (Racks)
My bitch,

the whole town
Another one gone too soon
Stay poe'd up but I still can't sleep
Feel like someone's watching me
Shot in the street by HPD
Had to hit Pyburn's

only need half
Smoking plenty, yea the tree gas
Hated by many so I stay with the semi, paranoia can't relax, nah
This bitch said I'm taking too long,

Amsterdam

David Bowie

Spider Tour Conversation

1987

In a drunken town fight
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light

In the port

the
By the
By the
By the fact that under the night sky
Over the right price I would hunt you
To kill or be killed it would come too
Let's smoke, Come

you troll me
Makes you so damn weak
Because I can take you and kill you in my sleep
Sleep paralysis is my demon
And it will possess you, too.

If you

it
I'm the force when I flip it
Find out where it is
Then I'mma go get it
Full of myself 
I'm too hot handle
Bitches got they hand out
But don't hold

Time to Chill

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

He's the DJ, I'm the Rapper

1988

paradise, this music is nice
It makes you hot if you want it too, or twice as cold as ice
It brings love to the heart of a criminal
With this subliminal

I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I

don't want it, he don't want it
Oh, I know everything's gonna be alright

I smoked myself to sleep, I'm sad
I think I'm feelin' lonely
Took one too

Niggas know me imma talk shit
Don’t gotta do much, nah
My niggas gon hawk shit
They got it on lock
I know that it’s horeshit
Know that im hot
I don’t

them hot cars
I got way too many hoes all on my dick now
Where was you hoes when I ain't have shit wow
I'm by myself cause everybody acting creep now
I

won't help me sleep
Much less stay awake
I count my seconds by the day
Spent all my sapphire, things got gray
Times are changing anyways
Won't you come