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Cassie
[Verse 1:]. You've got fashion and style. I'm lovin' your smile and. The way you get down. I can't see no one else. It's you by yourself, yea. In spite of the crowd.
Blaze
Blaze, niggas, let's behave, niggas. Tha onez in the club now dictate, niggas. . This is going out to my homies with Dr. Dre. Why do you think that Sam is gay?.
To All The Killas
To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers. To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings. To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers. To real niggaz to real niggaz.
Ask Ya Self
Ask ya self. Ask ya self, is you ready for action?. Ask ya self, is you ready for action?. Ask ya self, is you ready for action?. Ask ya self, is you ready for the hardcore?.
Confesions Part 2 (new Version, Remix)
Hey. Hey,whats up. Is that you?. Yeah,listen. . Baby I know we said it's best we don't talk no more. But, I gotta Get it off my chest about all Shit I've been hearing babe.
Sitting Home(remix)
Sitting home waiting for you,. 'Cause staring at these walls is all I do.. I try my best to be good to you,. But you're never around when I'm in the mood..
Whatcha Gonna Do?
Once upon a time, not long ago. When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'. There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe. Puttin' it down, cuttin' it up and cookin' it now.
Trunk Full
when it comes to be real. baby know I am the king. pocket full of money. ribs full of ..... truck full of .... truck full of .... truck full of ...t. ruck full of ...truck full of ...truck full of ....
Torn Between You And The Sky
Torn between you and the sky. . I feel bruised by the inside vibes. I'm on the outside of this beautiful day. And the road that winds it's way through the diamond lakes.
The Life
It's a new day in the rap game!. Nobody sells records but Shyne Po!. . [Verse 1]. My life had it's ups and downs, but I don't regret nothin'. I had the whole tri-state high, nigga I ain't frontin'.
The Hit
Look at this nigga, stuntin' in front of Justin's, actin silly. If it wasn't cops all over, I'd smack him with this milli. You hoe niggaz move a brick and think they rich.
The Gang
{Shyne} (Foxy Brown). [Shyne] Uh huh. [Foxy Brown] Uh. [Shyne] Lets get it clear (Uh huh) Brooklyn Vietnam (That's right). [Foxy Brown] Yo yo... Live from the seven-one-eight why'all; Murder City.
That's Gangsta
Hustler, bad motherfucker. Brooklyn to the rucker, Cali and back. Court cases pendin, all the blood drug money spendin. Ferrari engines leave your whole fuckin block tremblin.
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?.
Shyne
Swiss, Po. Respect our gangsta nigga. Lay down. . What you know bout holding out big Tec.. Big vest , hollow tips all up in the kid Neck. Po live it up, yellow stones lid it Up.
Niggas Gonna Die
[Shyne]. I just want to 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.
Quasi O.g.
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.
More Or Less
(Walk with me). (Come on). . Yeah,. It's like new york's being soft. Ever since my nigga shyne's been sitting in prison, yeah. . (Check it). Shit things, shit rings, this shit is sickning.
Martyr
[Talking]. shit, sometimes man, a nigga be contemplating,. yo, living in fuckin' hell, nigga die, might be better.. . [Verse 1]. walk through the shadow of death, my dick out pissing.
Let Me See Your Hands
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.
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