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Nothing wit me - Lil Keke

"Cock ya guns on this one, fire ya doja on this onePour ya drank on this one man, 7-1-3Get your C's up, this the Commission I'ma throw up for my hood, then I'ma blow up for my hoodThen I'ma show up for"

Rollin wit you - Ol' Dirty Bastard

"You can't imitate me on this fuckin tape You ain't ringing the bell I'm ready when you are (x10) I'm tellin you bitch ass niggas If y'all don't fuckin If y'all coloured bitch ass faggot punk ass motherfuckers"

Leave Wit Me - Chingy Feat. R. Kelly

"Baby don't you wanna leave this VIP And finish off this party in my hotel suite Girls just follow me because I got room keys Sex, Red Bull and velvi we be like I pulled up on the lot and then I fell up"

Ride Wit Me - The Relativez

"Baby... u know sometimes u make me wanna scream Whoooa... palm trees, breaze all g's, cris choch, LA summer breaze Fly bitches all perfected, on da back off dis hog half naked It's official, u gotta keep"

Wit The Kids - Wiz Khalifa

"Drugs are menacing our society! I’m here No way to tellu s no No fear! They try to reach us, But they don’t know What you fighting for! What side you on Ah if I had my way I'd buy peace and change If"

Walk Wit Me - Wiz Khalifa

"Come and walk with me I've seen a lot in my life so come and talk with me through the streets of the city back and forth with me to the slums of my home this that shit that only come from my home Pittsburgh Come"

Coming Undone Wit It - Dem Franchize Boyz

"Yeah... DFB, B*tch! And Korn in this motherf*cker, The collaboration Yeah! Wait! I'm coming undone (that's right) I let my shoulders lean, I snap my neck back, I let my wrists pop, I make my fingers snap First,"

Coming Undone Wit It - Korn

"Yeah... DFB, Bitch! And Korn in this muthafucker, The collaboration Yeah! Wait! I'm coming undone That's right I let my shoulders lean, I snap my neck back, I let my wrists pop, I make my fingers snap First,"

Wit My Yums On - Soulja Boy

"Soulja boy tellem, SOD money gang, SOD money mafia, Sod..its the label (yup) Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on) Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on) Cashin dem $100,000 checks"

In Luv Wit Money - Plies

"(feat. T.I.) Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog, Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Money Ain't Everythang. I Told Her Shitd How U Kno U Ain't Neva Had Nutn I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin',"

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