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The Gang - Shyne

"(feat. Foxy Brown) Uh huh Uh Lets get it clear (Uh huh) Brooklyn Vietnam (That's right) Yo yo... Live from the seven-one-eight y'all; Murder City Lay down nigga (It's the Ill Na Na) Cut ya dick"

It's Okay - Shyne

"Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh Uh-huh, like that Geah, uhh Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne Nothin but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches It's that motherfuckin"

Whatcha Gonna Do? - Shyne

"Once upon a time, not long ago When gangstas rock waves so dope and sniff blow There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe Puttin' it down, cuttin' it up and cookin' it now It's been a lotta dick ridin'"

Get Out - Shyne

"feat. Slim (of 112) Yeah, yeah This ones for my Brooklyn playboys This ones for my L.A. playboys This ones for my Chi-town playboys ATL, down south NC, SC Where you be? Come on, just play it with me "

Intro - Shyne

"It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?) And last album, they don't like me to tell this Debuted at #1 and sold more records than Elvis (shut up!) That's"

Quasi O.G. - Shyne

"No no no more troubles. No more troubles We ain't the problem nigga We don't need no more trouble, no more trouble I ain't the problem Solve me, if I am ever solved motherfuckers Solve the shit I"

Jimmy Choo - Shyne

"(feat. Ashanti) Yeah Shyne, gang land, murder inc. Haha Alright, turn the beat up I see you, ok! I see you ma, in your thoughsand doller weave Master P's diamond face on ya sleeve Def Island, waist"

Niggas Gonna Die - Shyne

"I just wanna move mad bricks for all the days I never had shit Now I'm young heartless and rich Pistols and pussy, straight from the door Brown paper bags full of blood money, need more Too much ain't"

Spend Some Cheese - Shyne

"Geah.. new.. My niggaz frontin on pumpin and dumpin, leave 'em on the curb Ridin on twinkies I'm (??) gun under my fur Ma what you prefer? His and hers (?) and villas, dope dealers and killers who keep"

Let Me See Your Hands - Shyne

"Let's go Shyne, pro, bust pipes get right Bang, stop, roll head throw the dice White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands America's number one dope man Racin through the city with Uncle Paul and Diddy Hennesey"

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