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Tha chop - Babybash

"This ain't nothing new to me look at what can't do to me me to tell, try to stop didn't dirt with it now got to buy the chop i'm with my momma with a ten and a half pounds no DL's and an innocent"

Tha Boss - Slim Thug

"(*talking*) Yeah, Slim Thugger, the Boss It's official baby, niggaz hating, now-or-later ass niggaz Get your money right, ha, listen (Slim Thug) Nigga show me ten G's, and I'll show you a hundred All"

Tha Cypha - Nine

"(Nine) I enter, the center of the cypha Blunts and lighter, the ruff rhyme writer Nine Skills up the koolu, I do you like voodoo Pins in the mojo, oh no! Eyes are red, I'm high again You wan' try again,"

Tha Problem - Cassidy

"1-2 1-2. I need all my real niggaz to stand up. All you fake ass niggaz fall back. It's a problem. Philly stand up! (What's ya name dog?) Cassidy (Man, tell 'em again) Caissidy (Man, where ya from?)"

Tha Chop - Baby Bash

"(Got away) Which way did he go? (Got away) Which way did he go? (Got away) Which way did he go? This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it"

Tha King - T.I.

"And in case you forgot, I'm the kinggggggg Yea, Yea,.....Aye, Aye, Aye,..Aye Who I'm is nigga (I'm the kinggggg) T.I.P., Atlanta's own king of the south shawty (I'm the kinggggg) Yea, Yea, Yeahhhh..Better"

Tha Heat - Birdman & Lil Wayne

"(Lil Wayne talking) Fuck with me, you know what it is (Hook 2x) I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker"

Tha Heat - Lil Wayne

"(Lil Wayne talking) Fuck with me, you know what it is (Hook 2x) I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head I wish a motherfucker"

Tha professional - DMX

"Chorus: DMXNiggaz won't creep these streets with mecause you know fuckin what these streets'll beMake you wanna.. then I'm gonna..cause I gotta.. POP POP, POP POP (nigga!)I look through the 11th floor"

Tha Blues - Birdman & Lil Wayne

"(Lil Wayne) Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on Ain't nothin' nice or sweet (Huh?) They don't even much understand this (Uh-uh) Look- Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and"

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