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2pac - cant c me
e goin' blind give me my money in stacks and lace my bitches with 9 figures real niggas fingers on nickl e plated 9 triggas must see my enemies defeated i'll catch 'em while they coked up and weeded open


aesop rock - holy smokes
were selfish with the helmets on the little bus to break fluid which crippled up the get retarded nickl e punks slowly copas wore as lowly robot to raise to be holy pope and one day rise to interigate the


aesop rock - labor
cutter butts up against crayola daydream landscapes spittin bedlam, dead 'em. charge the villagers nickl es and nicotine to watch him fed to one disgruntled kraken at high noon. we'll sell popcorn, beer an


albert collins - blackjack
s it away from me my friends don't come around me because i've been so blind i can't even borrow a nickl e now i've almost lost my mind hey hey hey, yeah how unlucky can one man be well every quarter i ge


andre nickatina - pick-cha
give you style with drug lord flava i make a pimp dance yeah by shottin at his gatas pickin up the nickl es n dimes like jackal and hide the bounty is waitin for me up at mt. zine its primetime whos gon sh


andre nickatina - yeah!
t of the women, same color as the whip jump out and crack a nigga shit wide open jump back in the nickl e with the barrel still smokin fillmore nigga, yeah bitch break bread i don't want no pussy, i don


arsonists - fat laces
undaries to keep 'em coming gave society information now they running for the shine pennies nickels nickl es dimes its a happy mother(eh) its the one that tapped the (uhhh!) that you mentioned to the demons


artifact - dynamite soul ii (lip service remix)
your section from direction bonafied to rip skills live, in '95 to get the prize and dust bust the nickl e rush and sacking rap quarterbacks like neon deon, i'm black so who the fuck is that? 6 foot big fo


az the visualiza - problems
it that blend right wit they skin so what's the issue? all dick sucks is still official cold-steel nickl es, and phil i'm still wit you iceberg-in, on the turnpike mergin late night, right brake lights bla


benett - sailing
n there can i come to visit somedayi'm barley ready, to be willing, to be ready to give inthere's a nickl e on the sunrise and his heart is on the linewhat iv'e had to tell him for such a longtime chorus...


bone thugs n harmony - shotz to tha double glock
hin' but them killas, straight up thuggas rippin' bucks up bloody clothes gaugin' bloody watch this nickl e trippin' shot and fuck 'em down buckin' them coppas down round after round after round bloody bod


boyz n da hood - dem boys (remix)
one 3 i'm on da corner wit killaz holdin' onto dem pistols. da only nigga dat ? and crackin' dem nickl es. i'm up on da block and i'm posted like moses malone. 50 a pop, my numbers and 50 is on i'm st


brotha lynch hung - raw edge bullshit
creekers last night... niggas on the same ol' same ol' , comin up smooth, while the tens of crack, nickl es with a little moe, (so give it up for da), give it up for the endangered, to the creek, to the cr


bumpy knuckles - bumpy knuckles baby
nderrated? (bumpy knuckles baby! bumpy knuckles baby!) who got them two hot nines that be black and nickl e-plated? (bumpy knuckles baby! bumpy knuckles baby!) and i blow a nigga chest out to keep me motiva


busta rhymes - cha cha cha
digga first name rahshea sweetest person had no idea just like that honey flipped three times with nickl es and dime staking rhymes by the eon situation around the way with my women looking spiffy wit the


busta rhymes - do for self
around your age -what makes you figure that? yo, i used to move the same ways carying guns, sell a nickl e chums to bums run away from home, running through the streets with a chrome -nigga, fuck that, you


busta rhymes - last night
brutally bust ya shit like a nigga turned primate time of the year, feel great, clean slate throw a nickl e plate, property shoppin to but a landscape how they say street niggas 'ill never have now we posse


cabaret - don't tell mama
on you. you wouldn't want to get me in a pickle, [sally] and have her go and cut me off without a nickl e. [all] so let's trust one another, keep this from my mother, though i'm still as pure as mountain


canibus - 2000 b.c. (before canibus)
is time for 99 i got 5 on it you should double up and put a dime on it matter of fact, triple your nickl e and put 14.99 on it i'ma shine on it, watch flex drop a bomb on it about ten times on it, watch pe


carentin - opiate
ran the red lightcross the tracksinto trouble and never coming backpay my nickl e and dimefor a one way farenever coming back. i don't care, i don't care, i swear!dream a sacred dr


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