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[ Lyrics ] Yeah Be The Realest Shit I Never Wrote I Aint Write This Shit By The Way Nigga Some Real Shit Right Here Nigga This Will Be The Realest Shit You Ever Quote {Hook}} My President Is Black, My Lambo's Blue And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too My Momma Aint At Home & Daddy Still In Jail Tryna Make A Plate Anybody Seen The Scale My President Is Black, My Lambo's Blue And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too My Money's Light green And My jordans Light Grey And They Love To See White Now How Much You Tryna Pay Lets Go! {Verse 1} Today Was A Good Day Hope I Have Me A Great Nite I Aint Know Watchu Fishin For Hope You Catch You A Great White Need I Say Great White Heavy As Killer Wales I Cannot Believe This Who Knew It Came In Bails Who Knew It Came Wit Jail Who Knew It Came With Prison Jus Cuz You Got An Opinion Does That Make You A Politician Bush Robbed All Of Us Would That Make Him A Criminal And Then He Cheated In Florida Would That Make Him a Seminal I Say And I Quote We...

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A 4 inch gangsta named Thuga Introduces Da Block. Created by Marcus "Ca$h Money" Johnson. Music by MLK Block Hustlaz, produced by Cee Tee/Blok Werk Ent. Subscribe Now!

You've seen her in the Diamondz Playhouze & Selfish Dreamz flicks, now enjoy her as she spits some serious, sexual sumsums f'ya! introducing the infamous Peanutt Butta in her hit poem, MASTURBATION-off of the cd MistaDiamond presents...INTIMATE SECRETS (hear the entire cd and other poets at ww.certifiedsoundmusic.com)

Piece from my upcoming mixtape "Pavin' the way to the Sound" Lyrics : nox - Welcome to the hood [ Hustlaz Song Remix ] mixed by Sony He was young, intelligent, iced out, but dilligent // Cautious around him, niggaz always remained vigilent // The picture was eloquent, he had no sentiment // To trade fear for respect what his only predicament // Violence his nurishement, cold blood a requirement // That's what it took to be a soldier of the pavement // A funny look might be interpreted as a statement // To have your limbs spread through all 50 states man // No mistake was made man, you was dealin with made men // Things done and over with quick, like Minute Maid man // Hard as a brick and now you got laid man // A day you could've kicked it, now your mom holla "Amen" ! // But back to the story and back to my main man // They called him OD, nigga smarter than Raimen // Integrals of keys, differentials of OGs // Calculus of the streets, boy he knew how to rock these // Wasn't bad...

sam is a pro at worlds of fun in KC, i recorded hella good haha just kidding

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Remember When is off the self-titled album Hustlaz Stackin' Endz from Suckafree Records in 1999. It was a group formally featuring Lil' Flip, Yung Redd, A.P., and their manager at the time, Hump.

Hustlaz Song Lyrics: Chorus: [ah ha] Ohh baby mmmmmmmm oh baby! [talk to em] ohhh baby [its what hustlaz do, this is a hustlaz song, this hustle is gone] Let me what the sun don't like, caught somewhere between stop and go like yellow lights. [ah ha] hustla so i got to get it mellow ride me down the block around the clock nothin nice. I roll like cherry red yellow dice just watch it pop call it the "kettle white", its hot, just the block , call it the "ghetto wife", Paul McCane its my ball and chain, mi amor. Hopefully I won't fall and hang, like pictures on the wall or halls of fame. Its jus a boy man, look what it all became nothin all, but look at all remains, all the flossy things, marks from all the claws and fangs, remarks from all of yall have changed. Bustin back all yall I trained, apologize cuz of all of yall I blame.. [Chorus] This what hustlaz do. An you ain't did it to a hustlaz do. An you didn't know it till a hustla knew. An you ain't done till a hustlaz threw....