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from Timbaland - Shock Value (2008)
BEAN BOY Uh, nigga, your time is up, I ain't come to kid you I knew you niggas was dumb, but how dumb is you Thinkin' you can see the King when you unofficial? You don't wanna go to war 'cause I'll launch these missiles I'm a ride or die nigga, I be tearin' shit up We ain't like them other fools who don't compare to us All the hoes love a nigga, they be backing it up But me? I love money. I be stacking it up When my bandwagon pull up, they hop on board They hop right on mine and hop right off yours I get respect, homie, all across the board I get a quarter-mil a track without an award Ever wanna test a nigga, then come see me In the street, I hold my ground like I'm concrete I know shit ain't sweet so when shit get deep I'm rich, I can pay to have you six feet deep, nigga
I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me
50 Cent Yeah Nigga, you violate. I regulate, rat-tat-tat-tat Bigger shells they fit in that Banana Clip Tech Run and a bullseye form on your back It's hard to miss wit' a full clip in the Mac I got ammo, ammo, I unload, reload Cut a nigga quick. Yeah, my knife game lethal That tough guy shit, nigga that's what I see through You like a 3-course-meal, muthafucker, I eat you You food and I'm in the mood, so front I let the hammer fly Nigga, you can duck, run for cover, or die Your choice, you choose I pop, you move, like you in shock you been shot Nigga, your blood on the street, you up Shit's Creek You can hardly speak, startin' to get weak, your eyes close Your life flash, your heart slow, your heart stop Your ass dead, you fucked, kid
I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me
Tony Yayo I'm like Nicholas Cage, Yay' is the Ghost Rider P89, yeah, I let my toast slide, Costa Rica to Brazil I got my hoes in the leer, why your bitch bald-headed Like Britney Spears, I'm in the Projects, gettin' dope and piff money Two more flips, that's Anna Nicole Smith money, fuck a G4 I'm in a G500, G450, G550, that's airplane talk I'm the aviator man, baby AR shoot your baby out your hands Spaghetti and corn bread, mix got me blunted, There's no talk abouts. she don't fuck on an empty stomach Buy out the mall, then hug the block, hundred thou wood grain In a Phantom Drop, then I cruise in the club Got my Ruge in the club, pay a bouncer a buck Now my You's in the club, yeah nigga
I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me I give it to whoever want it If you want it, come see me You know where I'm at if you want it If you want it, come get me.
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from Hip Hop: The Collection 2008 [Explicit Version] (2008)
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