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Fuck'em
Artist: Shyne. Album: Boys Will Be Boys b/w Fuck 'Em 12". Song: Fuck 'Em. Typed by: BiGPuN. . Verse 1:. Leave n****a layin' stiffer than my dick when it's up in a tight clit.
Gangsta Prayer
The lord is my shepherd. Let's get this coke measured. And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of gangstas. I fears nothin but God and bein broke.
For The Record
Shyne. ( for the record ). . Pshhhh pshhhh. Uhh. (repeat 3x). . [Verse 1]. Ohh you rhyme witta slug and sum shots in his face. He rhyme witta slug tryna sound like ma$e.
Edge
[Verse 1]. Uh uh, Uh, Uh. Ayo, mac 10s and fake friends. Lawyers little game homicide 25 with the fucking nigga face 'em. But I'm still trill, still holdin.
Die Slow
Its over nigga one sandscript. The heckler makes good fellas run frantic. Guns i brandish make men vanish. Got bodies in Kansas, across the Atlantic. Once me and lance hit, you don't wanna chance it.
Diamonds And Mac 10's
JUST BLAAAAZE!. . I spit and reload things. Since livin was gold rings. Fuck a piece of the pie nigga. Gimme the whole thing. I done seen death, seen less, seen more.
Dear America (intro)
Dear America. I'm only what you made me. Young, black and fuckin' crazy. Please save me. . I'm dyin' inside. Can't you see it in my eyes?. I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside.
Commission
[Verse 1]. From cuttin' solid Purico to stack Fritos. went from grams to kilos. Mac in one hand, in the other hand grands and see-notes. game got my eyes wider than a 430 Buggy.
Buried Alive Intro
[Shyne]. 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?.
Buffalo Soldier
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta. I used to be a mobster burning down the block. Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta. I used to be a mobster burning down the block.
Boys Will Be Boys
Verse 1:. Speedin' on the highway, gangsta lean. One-Sixteen, full steam, kna meen?. bitches on my jock 'cause my flow is hot. spot the watch I got filled with rocks you can see from a block.
Behind The Walls (east Coast Gangsta Mix)
[Kurupt]. Burn so crooked (crooked). The Poet likes to spit (spit). Kareem, that's my dog. Life, behind the walls. Nigga life, behind the walls. Yeah, welcome to "Oz" niggas, surprise niggas.
Bang
I done fucked the baddest bitches ask Trina. Give her coke to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanor. Felonies and misdemeanors, I'm vilified. I just, rap on the side, black mafia ties.
Murda Mami
Yeah! Pussies don't get pussy. Brooklyn (uh-huh). . Kinda short, dark-skinned, she a fly lil' bitch. Be up in all them clubs spillin Dom P and shit. Know the boy stunt, Jonathan Kelsey clutch.
Radio Edit
That's right, papa, that's right. How we do, yeah, I'll na na. Uh huh, uh, come on. . What up pop, brace yourself as I ride on top. Close your eyes as you ride, right out your socks.
Dollar Bill
[Tone]. Unstoppable, Trackmasters, Rockland, come on. . [Foxy]. Na-na so sick, make your toes twitch. Get up in yo' ass and ride that shit. Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first lady?.
What's Your Fantasy (remix)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Give it to me now, give it to me now. Give it to me now, give it to me now. . Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Give it to me now, give it to me now.
Watch Dem Niggas
They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive. It's just the likeness, of Isrealites mist, that made me write this. A slight twist, of lime rhyme, be chasing down your prime time.
You're Makin Me High (remix)
I'll always think of you. Inside of my private thoughts. I can imagine you. Touching my private parts. With just the thought of you. I can't help but touch myself.
Ain't No Nigga
I keep it fresher than the next bitch. No need, for you to ever sweat the next bitch. With speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed,. You gotta know your thoroughly respected by me,.
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