| Lyrics | Song | Artist |
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| 'We don't talk to police, we don't make a peace bond, we don't trust in the judicial system, we shoot guns' | |
| 'So in God's Son we trust 'cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want. They looking for a hero, I guess that makes me a hero' | |
| 'Last year they had the Grammys and left me in Miami, sleeping on a n**** like I'm wrapping in my jammies. I'm rapping when you sleep, I was rapping when you were in jammies' | |
| 'Hey n**** I'm the best man, as if my best friend was getting married. Even with my eyes closed I'm something like a visonary. Paint you a perfect picture n**** this is pictionary' | |
| 'Yea, back up in the mix, aloha n**** (artist) lookin' for a fix. Got enough dough, just to take a trip, to get a lil' pinch of the (song title)' | |
| 'It's times like these that make me say, Lord if you see me please come my way. Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray, rely on sacrifice and the price you paid' | |
| 'When they see me up in traffic they say (artist) on some other****. Send them p**** n***** running straight back to the dealership. Me I'm in my spaceship, that's right I work fo | |
| 'One night in town, my n***** round, throwin' money, them b****** hit the ground. Then bring it back up, she bring it back up, put em in that black truck, so many h*** they lapped | |
| 'To all the ladies in the place, with style and grace' | |
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| 'Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels, do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined, that same dude you gave no | |
| 'Uh, man suck my clip, swallow my bullets and don' t you spit (ooohhh). I am the hip hop socialist. Life is a gamble and I'm all about my poker chips' | |
| 'Yeah, listen to the story I'm about to tell. Another tale about that yell. Little girl once innocent and sweet, 14 introduced to the street. Started from weed, big smoke outs, bef | |
| 'I could use a dream or a genie or a wish, to go back to a place much simpler than this. Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin', and all the glitz and the glam and | |
| 'Bottles on me, long as someone drink it. Never drop the ball, f*** are y’all thinkin’? Makin’ sure the Young Money ship is never sinkin’ ‘Bout to set it off, set it off, | |
| 'Leap tall h*** in a single bound. I'm single now. Got no ring on this finger now. I'll never let another chick bring me down, in a relationship, save it b****, babysit? you make m | |
| 'Yeah, I want yo body, need yo body. Long as you got me you won't need nobody. You want it, I got it, go get it, I buy it, tell 'em other broke n***** be quiet' | |
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