CHECK OUT THE BIG PUN TRACK CALLED 'BEWARE'.

DR.DRE FEATURING SNOOP DOGG 'STILL DRE'.

ONLY CLASSICS I PRESENT TO YOU. CHECK OUT CAPONE AND NOREAGA TRACK CALLED "CLOSER".

YO! CHECK OUT THE WU TANG CLAN CLASSIC 'C.R.E.A.M'.

PARDON THESE KIDS FRENCH. SMOOTH THE HUSTLER FT. TRIGGER THA GAMBLER.

NAS MADE YOU LOOK VIDEO.

Stylish

Back at you and your crab crew, the staff of behinded out trash dudes,
the path of the Aziatic child is stylish, minds I polish,
surrounded by assassins, I silde, I high,
unwind in a six, classy like a vet, on the set,
no sweat, no tears cheers to my peers,
I stand between the crowd like a interlude,
I make moves, on grooves, so smooth like a velvet,
the truth and the proove is that I get loose on loops,
you might not know the record to choose,
I got to get juice, the brownskin boss, stays true,

let the plastic plate rotate, my soul weights,
an amount that is heavy, aight, the tight raps, ignite,
the domes, rappers bite my poems and the grammers I sling,
the ebonics rhythmic bombspit, the calm kid brings,
the cultural ritual of the outgoing spiritual,
matter fact I pack the toolies that goes click, clack,
the wicked raps, my hood is where slums meet the Wall Street,
peace I take you higher than trees, out to get the cheese,
the nappy head with soul like motown, you know what I spit,
hits hard like a shot from a glock, peace out to all the ballers and clockers,
on Air max and mind on dough, grind with the flow, I rip the show,

THe style I have mastered.

I blast dope tracks, you know it is classic,
for the cash and stash of whatever,
The style I have mastered,
the massive message no propaganda,
the props getter, fly honey pamper,
the style of the golden child,
above the waters like a lotus,
the dosage of remedy, the words
the poet with poetry with rhythm,
wet like moet flower, no sweat the best,
no competition, the humanoid risen above,
the animal instinct, the aziatic kid,
with much flavour, major ideas,
the trife life and my lifestyle they might bite,
but I keep it tight like a skin on teen,
I strike with hype flows, I am bright though,
psych you like you entrance, on the streets guns jam,
never front on a beat, blunted scoping chicks that is stunning,
average persona be bugging, I never dug a crab cat,
I am bad black, like second hand smoke and swine flesh,
Back is the black Jesus, kicking street theses,
pieces of the math, never talk the talk if I can not walk it,
cock the gat in the air, the hot stepper with flair,
growing up with no worries and no care, close to a reality,
the freedom I preserve and not bleeding for fast buck,