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givin' me head like she givin' me knowledge
I know she a lil' freaky bitch 
She gon' stand on her toes like a stallion whenever she ride it
Grip grain,

he wanna shoot ya
Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can

said, uh, this that classic
Really this that classic west coast music
You know you can ride to it
Like I said, it's ya boy, Lil B
Yeah, turn your stereos

and I ain't even slept in it
I work all day, I don't go out, I don't even need no section
If you put me next to all these rap niggas, you know I

Position of Power

50 Cent

The Massacre [Clean]

2005

a crutch
Niggas know my steez, they don't fuck with me son
You got a appetite for hollow-tips, I feed you my gun
This is that Ferrari F-50 shit, it's real

On that night I felt alright
Listening to sade
By your side
It's alright 
Don't you cry

I'm used to this
All them that I love keep doing this
You said you

This my rookie season gotta ball
They say I cant
You know im raw every time I got the ball
They start to chant
The best they've saw 
They be tryna

Ayeee
Everytime you see me I'm with different bitches
Mind your business (Mind yo business)
That lil bitch you want wanna know if I'm getting it
Mind

year
I don't know why
The milk and cookies gone
I know it's hard to stop the jingle
So we'll keep on making jingles
So I know you'll miss the jingle
No

right through me
Melted me down to the core
I was done when you walked through that door

Well I don't know how you do it to me
You make my brain just

the ride
I only talk to myself cuz' I feel like I'm the only one that know me
No disrespect to my homies but I do my dirt by my lonely
No ain't no hoe in me

of the border

No, I don't follow the law, but you know I'ma make sure my checks is in order
Shit gettin' wicked, I put this shit on
I be dripping like I was from

the stores
Yeah, lil' Rollie my wrist, yeah, I'm keepin' it cold
Yeah, I got this lil' bitch, and her man don't even know

I'm in the lobby, oh, yeah, with no

I’m teaching you popping s**t but you’re reachin’. 
Don’t disturb my game if you’re just off in the bleachers.
Yeah this sit back lil b***h season. 
My

Mr, Maxo Biggie Poppa, who you know that do it better?
I'm the trap Barack Obama, Betty Crocker, used to pedal
Remixin' drugs but he love Nutty

For Realz

Kane & Abel

I'm Bout It

1997

fuckin company 
you know what I'm saying. 
Okay little motherfucker I'm a show you. 
you better protect yourself 

Verse 1 (Kane) 
Every time I wake

the rules
You cuff her and love her, I fuck her
You niggas is fools lil mama she a nat nat
Nigga I'm straight on that
You niggas remixing the pot
You can have

Don't Talk About It

Black Menace

Mo Drama

1999

Georgia so I'm blowin' her jeep,
You on next, you know what come next, removin' our clothes,
Her eyes red, from the smoke, I done blew through her nose,

a broke artist eulogy
Imma talk to the extroverts
They be saying
You should sell all yo beats before rapping first
Yo shit cool
But I know dude who would

In the Mood

Talib Kweli

Eardrum [Bonus Track]

2007

considered rude
But let's stop talkin', 'cause it's feelin' like an interview
I know you into me, so, let me get into you
I'm always in the mood for laughin

issues, you got issues (damn)
I don't wanna talk about it, I don't wanna think about it (nah)
I don't need you around me, you got issues (shit)
And you

broke forget what you claiming 
You ain't serving by the pound why the fuck you say it 
The feds snatch you up I know you making statements 
Just gotta

The Dog in Me

Bow Wow

Beware of Dog

2000

to teens in this rap thing
You looking at the rock
Not to mention that I'm hot, yeah you already know
And I shuts down the spot wherever I go
Call me

'm by my loneseome
If you listenin then you finna know sum
I just got the check oh my god you notice
I just poured a line yea another soda
Faygo wit