| Line | Artist(s) | Song |
|---|
| 'Reps North Side so he rocks them braids. 1,100 friends on his MySpace page' | |
| 'Do you really wanna party with me, let me see just what you got for me, put all your hands where my eyes can see, straight buck wylin' in the place to be' | |
| 'I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet' | |
| 'I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell. I am a hustler baby, I sell water to a well' | |
| 'Cash rules everything around me, cream get the money. Dollar dollar bill, y'all' | |
| 'First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll, then we let it pop, don't let it go' | |
| 'And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater, cause I'm cooler than a Polar Bear's toe nails, oh hell, there he goes again, talkin' that sh*t' | |
| 'I am champion at beer pong. Allen Iverson, Hakeem Olajuwon' | |
| 'Here we go, yo. Here we go, yo. So what, so what, so what's the scenario' | |
| 'I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep. I'm out for presidents to represent me' | |
| 'Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God. I don't know but today seems kinda odd' | |
| 'I was a terror since the public school era. Bathroom passes, cuttin' classes, squeezin' asses' | |
| 'See me in your city sittin' pretty know I'm shining, dawg. Ridin' with a couple Latin broads, and a China doll' | |
| 'But if I didn't have a wife yo, your kids would be albinos' | |
| '1989, the number. Another summer. Sound of the funky drummer' | |
| | Line | Artist(s) | Song |
|---|
| 'I'm in the pocket like Wallace, I got the bounce like hydraulics, I can't call it, I got the swerve like alcholics' | |
| 'Life ain't a b*tch, life is a beautiful woman. You only call her a b*tch cause she won't let you get that p*ssy' | |
| 'Cadillac grills, Cadillac bills, check out the oil my cadillac spills' | |
| 'Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with no make-up on. That's when you're the prettiest, I hope that you don't take it wrong' | |
| 'Give me the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble. Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you're in trouble' | |
| 'So glorious. Victorious. We take what we want, we're born warriors' | |
| 'So you wanna be a rock superstar, and live large, a big house, five cars, you're in charge' | |
| 'Till I collapse I'm spilling these raps, as long as you feel em. Till the day that I drop, you'll never say that I'm not killin' them' | |
| 'Deja vu, tell you what I'm gonna do. When they reminisce over you, my God' | |
| 'First off, f*ck your b*tch and the click you claim. West side when we ride, come equipped with game | |
| 'It's the new king of everything, and b*tches don't say no to me I'm like a wedding ring' | |
| 'You would rather have a Lexus or justice, a dream or some substance, a Beamer, a necklace, or freedom' | |
| 'I met this girl, when I was 10 years old. And what I loved most, she had so much soul' | |
| 'Brooklyn, New York City, where they paint murals of Biggie, in cash we trust cause it's ghetto fabulous life look pretty, what a pity, blunts is still fifty cents, it's intsense' | |
| 'I see she's wearing them jeans that show her butt brack. My girls can't wear that. Why? That's where my stash at.' | |
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'The' Bands 
Musician by Picture 
Figure Out the Disney Lyrics II
