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Black hoods, cops ‘n projectssewers flooded with foul blockageThe gutter’s wild and every child watchesChangin top locks with ripped off hingesdoors kicked off, drunks stag off smirnoff, wipe your beard offCrippled dope fiends in wheelchairs starevision blurry, cus buried deep in they mind are hidden storiesBet he’s a mirror image of that 70’s erafinished for

Big Things

[Verse 1]Get yours niggaCuz I’mma get mineIn due timeEverybody gotta shineGet yours, I spray ninesI say this one timeThe last time, I swear to ya’llI’m from whereThe dope fiends is atAnd killas crawlAnd snitches call policeAll these niggas and streetCorners everybody’s likeSmokin’ marijuana andSnuffin’ niggas in faces & startin’ drama andShootin’ niggas in cold blood,

Street Dreams

Uhh, what, what, uhh.. [Chorus: Nas (set to Eurythmics "Sweet Dreams")] Street dreams are made of theseNiggaz push Beemers and 300 E’sA drug dealer’s destiny is reachin a keyEverybody’s lookin for somethin..Street dreams are made of theseShorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G’sWho am I to disagree?Everybody’s lookin for somethin.. [Nas]My man put

Life’s A Bitch

[A] Aiyyo, wassup wassup let’s keep it real sonCount this money, yaknowhatI’msayin?[N] Yea yea[A] Aiyyo, put the Grant’s over there in the safe yaknowhatI’msayin?[N] Yea yea[A] Cause we spendin these Jackson’sThe Washington’s go to wifey, you know how that go[N] I’m sayin, that’s what this is all about right?Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes yaknowhatI’msayin?Yo then what

Big Girl

[Chorus](You’re a big girl now)Fully grown with your hormones nowGot your own home and you aloneWanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out(No more daddy’s little girl)You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foulYou could be aborting the next Michael JordanYour man don’t wanna be around(You’re a big girl


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