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-bone. Hungry I need to feed her. . Oooooooh chnnn. . Touched quite a female. Checked all the styles she show. Chick don't reply to email. Thinkin soo nasty. . Just got me feelin. Soooo nasty
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debts There's a broken man inside. There's a broken man inside. He'll break, he'll break, he'll break. He'll break, he'll break, he'll break The styles are gonna change. Time will go away. The styles
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alone. . Never finished his sentence. Remained in seclusion. For the next few days. Family is circuling. He having moved up. All the styles of heresy. Finally he appeared unexpectedly. Looking
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My life, Pharoahe Monch, Ayatollah. Holiday Styles, Double R, Rawkus Records. Pharoahe talk to 'em, let 'em try to understand. Let 'em try, let 'em try now My life is all I have. My rhymes, my
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pockets is low. Which way do I go? Indictments blew over. Man whipped a few shoulders shovel nick boulders gettin' it slow Me, I'm in the studio switchin' the flow. Changin' the styles my son and
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junk shop. And that was you trademark at school. Now they're barely hanging on. And the styles are moving on. It's hard for a man to stay cool. So the seasons change. And the storefronts change
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words. Just stop your cryin', it's a sign of the times. Welcome to the final show. Hope you're wearin' your best clothes. You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky. You look pretty good down
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{"Testify!"} Styles P. Time I testify, listen. Why Malcolm get killed by the N. O. I. ?. I'm yellow but I'm dark for real. And why nobody flip when Martin was killed?. Why Mandela did all them
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Styles P. Somethin 'bout you, I don't know, HA HA~!. Yeah. Rashad (Styles P). Heyyyy-yayyyyy. You're the one (yeah). You're the one, yeahhhh (that's what it feels like). You're my favorite
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Styles P Talking. "Yo I rock the * out. I don't know bout everyone else". . Verse 1 - Styles P. . Whatever we don't make, we gona take mofucker. Get this straight and fix your face. I aint
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. We don't need no sleep. Because the party don't stop. So put your hands on me. And turn me on, turn me on. We don't need no sleep. Because the party don't stop. So put your hands on me. And turn me
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Styles P + (Gerald Levert). (From the heart). This * is crazy Storch. (From the soul). Thank you my nigga (yeah, yeahhh). I appreciate it (ooooooh, from the heart). Y'know I'm so much in the
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Havoc Yeah! Watup, son?. Styles Havoc, watup nigga good lookin for the beat. I'ma talk * over this one. Havoc Told you I got you my nigga. But um, I want you to let these niggaz. know why you
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. That was your trademark at school. Now they're barely hanging on and the styles are moving on. Hard for a man to stay cool Now the seasons change and the storefronts change. Everything else stays the
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Styles P. Ghost. Vinny Idol nigga. YEAH~! Flipsyde Flipsyde (Styles P). And I'm gonna burn one down (gonna burn. ). Burn one down (this song. the *. ). And I'm gonna burn one down (DOWN
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Song Wise Man - Desmond Dekker, The Aces. A wise man keepeth his life,. And the life of his wives and kin. A wise man keepeth his life,. And the life of his wives and kin. Take the tip from me, yeah
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have to understand that when it comes to making music. We meshed the styles of five alive and intertwined and fused it. Life comes from life and through our strife we strove to make the sound true
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you believe It? Styles P & Akon talking. Can you believe It? (Can you believe It? ). Lil' John, Akon, S. P. the ghost. Feel what we trying to do (Can you believe It? ). Can you believe It (Can you
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answering machine beeps Styles P. Street life my niggaz. *'s a motherfucker you know?. I try to tell these shorties somethin. They look at me like, "What the *?. Nigga you worse than me
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nothing 'bout a rider like me. Rider like me Styles P. Listen ma, I'm far from a pimp. But we can do the thang cause the car got tints. My love's like a jungle, hop around like some chimps. Or we can
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baby. Cause I got niggas to kill and I would never do you greasy baby. And all you gotta do is chill a while. And then the hammer said "cool" 'cause you know that I feel you Styles I got a story to
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f/ M. O. P. Styles. My style's louder than a stereo. Fouler than the snake when I kill these fuckin rappers. then show up at the burials. I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want y'all gone and
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Lick a shot for the predicate felons and gangster niggas. That know that doing their time is better than tellin'. Don't tell Dog, lick a shot for the graveyard shift. And all the hustlers on
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I'm not the only one living here. Please be considerate and leave a nice message after the tone, one. I just wanted to speak to him, I got too much words. I got a lot of words, let's see, yo, yo
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Bài hát Adore You - Harry Styles. Walk in your rainbow paradise (Paradise). Strawberry lipstick state of mind (State of mind). I get so lost inside your eyes. Would you believe it?. You don't have to
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Holiday, get some of this motherfuckin' paper around here please?. *, I'm * up, I ain't the lyin' type Can I get paid?. I'm just tryin' to make some cash. I'm just tryin' to make some cash
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aight My heart goes out to the homeless and poor. And my niggas in the bing that didn't go to the board. Wit a 25 to L on your back, the * is too cold. And for the kids that didn't get they school
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Verse 1. I gotta few things I wanna ask the Lord. Why my people gotta be so poor, feel me. and why's it so rough when you're young and black. They say you go to jail or get strung on crack. Why
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I'ma drink 'til I drop on my ass, this is Holiday. I'ma go and celebrate and hop on the ass. That's one more chance, Dick Frank White ain't dead. Think you the *, leave me your chick, the light
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right on Broadway. Then she go and get a doobie wrapped. Lookin' at the God, like we all a little. One pop for the pasta, one pop for the coke. Holiday Styles, dick one shot for the door And it's
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Turn it up, turn it up Swizz Beats the monster. Fix ya, face, Ruff Ryders, let's do it. D-Block, EVE, Styles P and Sheek, wasup, wassup. Let's do it Walk wit ya nigga, hawk wit ya nigga, I came to
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Intro. You got, you got the cinema. Verse 1. It's you. And I'm not getting over it. Darling, is it cool. If I'm stubborn when it comes to this?. I guess we're in time. If you're getting yourself wet
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Verse 1. I'm on the roof. You're in your airplane seat. I was nosebleedin'. Looking for life out there. Reading your horoscope. You were just doing cocaine in my kitchen. You never listen. I hope
