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Oh, huh?
Wow, foreal?
Ok, I'm about to get real disrespectful up in here
No more Mr. Nice Guy
What was that shhh you said online
Get off the chair

neck and them chains be dangling bitch and I know they gon' swang
I call up my brother, that's Bryce
I call up Lil Jeets, we up in the streets, and we

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

niggaz out here we glove or
We can glock it up, you know I'm saying ain't no playing out here
It's gorillas for real, lil' orangutan ass chipmunk ass

(Y’all need milk) , look
Get they ass a beverage, look
I walk into Gucci, they ask, "How you doing?"
Mr trap returning, my life just like a movie
Never

by the front door
Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down
50-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizzy shit right here
Real twizzy shit right

by the front door
Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down
50-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizzy shit right here
Real twizzy shit right

on earth, this shit feel like erosion
The don, I'm the king, I'm consulting the soldiers
You talk to me nice and not real, I'm insulted
I bet on myself,

Everybody got their eyes on you, yeah
I think it's time we give them something they can talk about, yeah
Let's do this tonight, babe
Let's do this tonight

Ain’t really gave a fuck, bounced back, got my neck on ice
Now if you hang up, no excuses, I need neck all night
Ou, hah, it’s Lil Sleepy Sleep
Money

out in Socrates' streets
Chest high talkin' wild 'bout how he was the one
'Til he learned, and got burned by the Goddamn sun
So the moral

Success

Judy Kaye

Ragtime [Original Cast Recording] [Bonus Track]

1996

[Chorus]

[Mr. Lif]
There was never any talk of divorce
I can't believe how focused I was in the face of such a huge potential loss
Thought I signed

Comin' Up

Pimp C

The Sweet James Jones Stories

2005

on a Yacht-I got the pot you got the chicken fried steak
I can't even hear you haters you've been muted by my paper chase

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil' Flip]

custom-made it myself
I need a fridge just with the syrup

Was a shy kid, lately I been blinded by the lights
I'll buy a bitch I just need some comfort for

picture
Wishing you was here
But you left me all alone
To grab the wheel and try to steer

I be stomped
On my big brother and lil' brother talk
But I'ma be

to bequeath you all my trust (yeah)
Left to bear the Burden by you is all the time I lost (yeah)
Still I wish our lil galaxies had a lil more (yeah)
A lil this,

Gangsta Like Me

Snoop Dogg

Ego Trippin'

2008

Get ready (get ready), 
Back by popular demand (he's back) 
Snoop Dogg! (yo)

(One, two, check up)

One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up

Killas

Mob

Ghost Unit

2005

niggas

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I

lectar
If you ain't real can't stand in my sector 
Can't take a joke get sprayed by the heckler
See a bad B on site I detect her
She a lil honey imma taste

feelings 
Can't  find me a real one
Hard to decipher 
The fake from the real
When the ass look appealing 
I tell you its chilling 

Liv' a lil'
Liv' a lil

this grill
If I'm hungry you losing your meal
No you can't stay at the crib lil' bitch
You better go 'head get a uber for real
And you been talkin real

a sentence I just hope we doing life
Talk with me, walk with me real smooth like
Talk with me, walk with me real smooth like
Talk with me, walk with me real

by the boobies, booby trapped

All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I

was a dude wasn't
Quite what we liked i was glued to the tube
Cuz real life wasn't right so we moved
Nomadic in a panic i was bruised
Hyperactive

or trippin
Lil momma you know Im the real thing 
And Im knowing they broke and they mad
And they hate how we broke the thermonitor
I pull up  something fast