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A woman you're attracted to keeps drawing your attention, making you crave her presence, and you're tired of just using technology to connect with her. You want to be close to her and fulfill her desires. [/INST]

Lyrics: Baby, you're so new-age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
This smoke's got the club all hazy
Spotlights don't do you justice, baby
Why don't you come over here?
You got me saying, "Ayo!" I'm tired of using technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo! I'm tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, ugh, ugh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it (So) I gotta give it to her
Ooh, she wants it, ugh, ugh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it (So) I gotta give it to her


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A man is expressing his fascination and attraction towards a woman's physical features, specifically her hips and thighs, emphasizing the mesmerizing effect they have on him. [/INST]

Lyrics: Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you, girl


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A woman who was once the target of affection for a man without wealth now returns to her life as a hustler, embracing her role as a pimp and trickster. [/INST]

Lyrics: Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga, back to trickin'


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Create a song that encourages people to return to their hustler mentality and highlights the importance of maintaining focus on work and personal goals while also enjoying life's pleasures. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hey, ho, get back to twerkin', back to workin' (Yeah)
Get back to strippin', they back to tippin' (Woo!)
Them stacks is fallin', they back to ballin' (Come on)
Them bottles poppin', bitch, the mall is callin' us
Quit fuckin' around, not playin' around, bitch, shit is for real (For real)
Quick makin' a stack, bag make us a mill, I mean, get us a deal (Come on)
Bitch, fix us a meal, tell me how does it feel?
On the social network when they say a nigga really ain't got no chill


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A man feels betrayed by a woman he believed was exclusive to him, but learns that she has a history of treating people in a particular way. [/INST]

Lyrics: He think he fuckin' my bitch, nigga, that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a ho, I mean all that money spent
She says you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different 'round here
We pimpin', nigga
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Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga, back to trickin' (Ayo)
Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes (Oh)
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough (Ooh, ooh)
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin' (Yeah)
She report to pimpin', nigga, back to trickin'
We pimpin', nigga


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In a world where relationships are often transactional, the protagonist in this song describes a woman who goes back and forth between being a pimp and a trick, manipulating others for their own benefit. He highlights how the woman isn't a loyal Juliet for any Romeo without money and mocks those who try to charm her with romantic gestures. [/INST]

Lyrics: He think he fuckin' my bitch, nigga, that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a ho, I mean all that money spent
She says you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different 'round here
We pimpin', nigga
Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga, back to trickin' (Ayo)
Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes (Oh)
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough (Ooh, ooh)
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin' (Yeah)
She report to pimpin', nigga, back to trickin'
We pimpin', nigga


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A song that celebrates and acknowledges the presence of law enforcement in various cities, while addressing the complexity of their roles and the sometimes tense relationships between police and the communities they serve. [/INST]

Lyrics: NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on that's who you get, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfucking clique, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfucking snitch, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD


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Write a song that humorously emphasizes the differences between two people who don't seem to have anything in common. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh-uh, uh-uh, not like me
Uh-uh, uh-uh (Uh-uh)
We ain't got nothin' in common (Uh-uh, uh-uh, you not like me)
Hahahaha
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, you not like me


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Create a song that playfully boasts about the protagonist's ability to outwit and overpower their opponent in a humorous, exaggerated manner. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will
I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed
I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will
I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed


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Write a song about a group of friends embarking on a risky adventure together, using slang and colloquialisms to express their intentions and attitudes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Two niggas in the front, two niggas in the back
Thats four niggas ridin' strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
The voice in my head say, "Fuck all these niggas"
Then I start thinkin', 'I should rob all these niggas'
Man, my homies then wan' do whatever I wan' do
I say I wan' eat they say shit we wan' eat too
Let's ride around find a nigga stuntin' on front street
With the shine's on niggas be lookin' like lunch meat
I run up on a nigga, pop one on the floor
Tell um come up off that shit 'fore we start poppin' some more
Fuck a ski mask, man, niggas know who I is
I got a full clip and niggas know I get biz


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Write a song that encourages the listener to stand up for themselves, using a metaphorical whipping of a hat or cap to represent overcoming adversity and challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will
I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed
I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will
I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel
I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled
I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed


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Write a song where the artist claims they are a P.I.M.P., but is not actually a P.I.M.P., and emphasizes that they can't be easily swayed or bought. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P


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Describe a person's impressive abilities and reputation, highlighting their origin and connection to a specific year, while emphasizing their international fame and local respect. Additionally, mention the individual's association with a known group, and finally, inquire about the listener's knowledge of this person. [/INST]

Lyrics: F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
Doggy style in your mouth for the 2003
And y'all know I'm from the DPG
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
(And you know you're just a P.I.M.P!)
Now what you know about me?


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Write a song about the lifestyle and attitude of Southern hip-hop, emphasizing the importance of flashy cars, jewelry, and a pimping attitude, all while reminding listeners that money is the key to success and attracting the ladies. [/INST]

Lyrics: We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, dirty!)
We drive old-school, white walls with mink floors
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get 'em dizzy
Handcuff her if you love her or your girl coming with me
When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
That money make the world go round, so lets get mo'
It's time to show these playas how it should be done
You got pimp potential, you might/could be one, G-U-nit!


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What have you heard about me? Let me explain my lifestyle and achievements. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't know what you heard about me (Yeah!)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (Woo!)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (Uh-huh)
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me (Uh-huh)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (Yeah!)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P (Yeah)


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In different areas, there are unique sayings related to the way people conduct themselves. In Hollywood, it's all about show business, while in the hood, it's more about hustling and getting things done. Considering how quickly these communities move, it's important to keep up with the pace and not slow down when trying to understand their sayings and culture. [/INST]

Lyrics: In Hollywood they say: "there's no bu'ness, like show bu'ness"
In the hood they say: "there's no bu'ness, like hoe bu'ness", you know
They say I talk a li'l fast, but if you listen a li'l faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch!
Ha-ha, ha
Yeah


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Imagine a person who enjoys saving money by depositing coins into their piggy bank. [/INST]

Lyrics: Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
The money goes into my piggy bank
Clickity-clank, clickity-clank
The money goes into my piggy bank


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Input:
A song about confronting someone about their actions and proving that the artist is not to be underestimated, inspired by a famous line from 2Pac's "Hit 'Em Up. [/INST]

Lyrics: Man, I’ll get at you! My knife cuts your skin
I’ll get at you! Blow shots at your man
I’ll get at you! 2Pac don’t pretend
I’ll get at you! I’ll put that to an end


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A catchy, repetitive chorus focusing on the pursuit of financial success and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money


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A catchy, repetitive chorus expressing the desire for wealth and financial success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money
Yeah, yeah-yeah! Get more money, more money


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A jealous lover who is threatening to confront their partner in a potentially dangerous and aggressive manner, due to their fear of losing them to someone else. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I get at you, I’ll punch out your grill
I’ll get at you! Let off that blue steel
I’ll get at you! Nigga, I’m for real
I’ll get at you! Could get yo’ ass killed


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A rapper is addressing a group of people who constantly boast about their criminal activities but have never followed through. He calls them out on their empty threats and encourages them to actually make a move, while also emphasizing that everyone is listening and the consequences could be severe if they don't take action. The lyrics feature a mix of humor and seriousness, with the rapper giving orders to his associates to be prepared for action. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Yeahhhhhh
Hahahaha
Ya’ll niggas gotta do somethin' now man
All the shoot ‘em up shit ya’ll be talkin’
You gotta do somethin' baby
I mean, I mean c'mon man everybody’s listenin'
Nigga everybody’s listenin'
Hahahahahahaha
I know you ain’t gon' just let 50 do you like that
I mean damn rep your hood nigga
Nigga, you hard right?
Pop off
Yayo give my orders to them niggas on the phone tell them niggas I said grip up
Niggas got a green light on these monkeys
Hahahaha


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A song about the excitement and satisfaction of earning money [/INST]

Lyrics: I get money
I— I get money
I— I get— I get— (Fifty!)
I get— I get—


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A confident person expressing their success and control in their city. [/INST]

Lyrics: I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (Yeah)
Money— Money, I got; money— money, I got (I run New York!)
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (Yeah, yeah)
Money— Money, I got; money— money, I got (I run New York!)


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Input:
A song about a confident and successful individual who has achieved a lot in life, both in their hometown and globally, and is admired and respected for their achievements and attitude. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a Teflon Don, boy, I run New York
When I come out ofcourt, yeah, I pop the cork
I keep it gangsta, I have you outlined in chalk (I, I get it)
In the hood if you ask about me
They'll tell ya I'm about my bread (I, I get it)
Round the world if ya ask about me
They'll tell you they love the kid (I, I get it)


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The song is about someone who has recently gained financial success and is feeling confident and powerful in their newfound wealth, while also asserting their dominance in their city (specifically New York). [/INST]

Lyrics: Ho, hey (I, I get it)
Ho, hey (I, I get it)
Ho, hey (Yeah)
Ho, hey (I run New York)
Ho, hey (I, I get it)
Ho, hey (I, I get it)
Ho, hey (Yeah, yeah)
Ho, hey (I run New York)
I— I get money; money, I got (I'm back on the streets, man)
I— I get money; money, I got (I'm bringing the heat, man)
I— I get money; money, I got (I'm on my grind)
Money— Money, I got; money— money, I got (Like all the time)
I— I get money; money, I got (Tryna stop my shine?)
I— I get money; money, I got (I'll cock my nine)
I— I get money; money, I got (Don't get out of line)
Money— Money, I got; money— money, I got (I said, "Don't get out of line")
I, I get it
I, I get it
Yeah, yeah


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Write a lyric about a group of friends coming together to have fun and let loose. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (ha, ha)
We can't be touched nigga, can't you see (G-Unit)
You do you man cause me I'm 'gon do my thing, you know I do my thing
I'mma get my drink on and party like it's ok


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A young artist rapping about their newfound success in the music industry, discussing the reactions of others, their influences, and the impact of their catchy flow. [/INST]

Lyrics: Trust me man it's ok, bounce with me in slow mo
When they hear the kid in the house they're like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em locin again, they open again
Got 'em sipping on that juice and gin
You could find me in the background burning that Backwood
Styling and stunting, doing my two step fronting
Now I'mma tell you what Em told me, homey
Just lose the parental discretion's advised, this is grown folk music
Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down
It's always off the chain man when I'm around
I play the block bumping, it was all for the dough
I get the club jumping, cause I'm sick with flow
You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show man that's for sure
I got the info you already know
Man I get it popping in the club, everybody show me love, let's go


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A song about going to a club, dancing, and having a great time with a friend or a new acquaintance. [/INST]

Lyrics: You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playing turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it
You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playing turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it


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A rapper's ambition to build their drug empire by progressively increasing the amounts they handle and ultimately aspiring to have a luxurious lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm trying to move 1 brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy


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The lyrics discuss the narrator's assertion of gang affiliation, their indifference to others' opinions, their violent nature, and their determination to succeed in rap. The lyrics also mention their status as a rap tycoon, a reference to their ambition to make $100 million by June, and their willingness to "smoke" their competitors in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: Run tell the Bloods I’m crippin', go tell the Crips I’m Blood
Nigga, I be trippin', bitch, I don't give a fuck
I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas
Come through 2012 XJ on niggas
I'm an apex predator, nigga, I'm stronger
Shooters on deck, I break bread and they on ya
Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?
Why the fuck would you be repeating that?
Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jay?
I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw
I got that morphine memories, I've been breaking the law
I was born a burner, in the stroller with the llama
I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama
Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas
I smoke all these niggas for this bread


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A person is working hard, possibly in a construction or labor-intensive job, trying to move bricks and experiencing progress as they go. They also mention smoking and the desire for a fancy car, indicating a certain level of success or ambition. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm trying to move 1 brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy


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A song about providing a reliable connection for someone in need of marijuana, highlighting the deep-rooted connection between the two individuals and their dedication to helping others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, you know what it is. It's your cripping cousin, 5-O. Anytime you need that mothafuckin' smoke, you know I got it, cuz. You need 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds? Whatever you need, you know I got it. And if them niggas out there in the NY need it give 'em my connect so I can hook them niggas up with that. Ooh wee, ooh wee! We tryna move this shit, cuz. For real though. I got too much of this shit, homie. Yeah, I'm Bob Marley reincarnated. Jah! Rastafari!


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A song that celebrates the power of resilience, where the artist expresses their frustration with a person or situation, using metaphors and slang to convey their feelings. [/INST]

Lyrics: That bitch there a door knob, nigga, we all get a turn
Fuck you catching feelings for? I mean when your ass'll learn?
That pussy community, community


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A rapper is asserting their desire to be free and not to end up in prison. They are warning others not to provoke them as they will react violently to defend themselves. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got places to go (Uh-uh), got people to see (Yeah)
The penitentiary ain't the place for me (No)
I'm warnin' you, do not tempt me
I'll run up, squeeze and put a hole in you (Come on!)
I got places to go, got people to see (Yeah)
The penitentiary ain't the place for me (Not me, nigga)
I'm warnin' you, do not tempt me
I'll run up, squeeze and put a hole in you (50!)


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A rapper talks about their lavish lifestyle, mentioning how they are unreachable due to being on the road, in exclusive locations, and being surrounded by luxury cars and famous friends. They express their disinterest in going to jail and explain that if you want to contact them, you'll have to send a message to a specific address. They also mention how they and their crew are ready to make money and are preparing to feature a famous artist's face on their currency. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ha-ha, man, I ain't' goin' to jail, not even to visit a nigga
You wanna holler at me, you write me
Matter of fact, you gotta send it to Sunset Boulevard up in the Mondrian (Ha-ha-ha)
Ridin' 'round in one of Dre's Ferraris, nigga
Oh, matter of fact, I might be in Detroit ridin' down 8 Mile Road
You know, to one of Em's joints and shit (Ha-ha)
Ya heard? I got places to go, man, you know
Shady/Aftermath, we finna start printin' money (He-he-he-he)
Puttin' Em's face on these motherfuckin' bills, shit (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Ain't shit you can do about it


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A person expressing their suspicion and frustration about being mistreated by others, particularly those who might be attempting to take advantage of them, and how they must remain cautious and protected. [/INST]

Lyrics: I ain't gon' let the people frisk me if I'm dirty, homie
A nigga never touched me, I got that thirty on me (You better watch your step)
Y'all tryna fuck me over, y'all always tryna fuck me over
Y'all tryna fuck me over (You better watch your step)
Y'all always tryna fuck me over


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A group of talented artists, both well-established and emerging, come together to create a powerful and highly anticipated remix of a popular song, showcasing their diverse talents and unique perspectives. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh-huh


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Write a song about growing up in a tough neighborhood, struggling with family issues, and the challenges of trying to make a better life for oneself. [/INST]

Lyrics: Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, probably out commitin felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check, check out my melody"
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
Woke up the next mornin, niggas had stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could


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The underdog's on top and is determined to shine, while embracing envy from others and proving to be rap's M.V.P. The theme discusses the reality of winners and losers, and the challenges faced in a cold world filled with pressure and pain. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
From the beginnin to the end, losers lose, winners win
This is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change, it's stayin' the same


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Write a song about the struggles of growing up in a rough neighborhood, the people you meet, and the loss of a role model to drugs. [/INST]

Lyrics: How many of them boys is witcha'
When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walking with a snub, cause niggas do a lot of slick talkin
In the club 'til they coughin on the rug
Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud
My role model is gone snortin up his drug
Bad enough they want me to choke
My boy just got poked in the throat
Now it's an RIP shirt in my coat
Now I'm speedin, reminiscin
Holdin my weed in, never listen
If I see him I'mma lift 'em
And maybe that'll even the score
But if not, it'll be me on the floor


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Write a song about an underdog in the rap industry who rises to the top despite their humble beginnings and challenging past. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
I started out at 15, scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack and made them sales
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose
Sippin Easy Jesus, rockin a leases
My momma whipped me when she found my pieces
I look back on life and thank God I'm blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest


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A song describing a person's confidence in their cooking skills and their street credibility, highlighting their ability to handle challenges in life and showcasing their thuggish qualities, while still emphasizing the importance of doing good deeds and achieving success. [/INST]

Lyrics: You know I'm still nice with my cook game
Look man, it's a hood thang; that's why I'm loved in Brook-lyn
I handle mine just like a real nigga should
If I do some time homey, I'm still all good
Let me show you what a thug bout, born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 put 'em in my fo'-five
And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain't seen a royalty check


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A song celebrating the success of an underdog in the rap industry, emphasizing their determination and resilience. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me


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Input:
A character is feeling confident and eager to find a specific group of people, using slang and informal language to express their determination to locate them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ah-ha man! Ayy you know where them niggas be at right?
Take me to 'em


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A song about a person who has been marked for death but is not afraid, ready to take on the night, and aware of the risks they are taking. [/INST]

Lyrics: All through the hood I keep hearin' niggas sayin' (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm supposed to die tonight
Niggas done put a hit out and they talkin' like this shit okay (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm gonna ride tonight
We rollin', whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm gonna ride tonight
We smokin' (Uh-huh), straight loc'n, lockin' loadin'
Somebody gon' die tonight


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Input:
A fast-paced and high-energy rap about a Ferrari race and a shooter in a video game, with lyrics focused on repetition and intensity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari
Shooter, shooter
Shooter, shooter


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Input:
Encourage a girl to dance confidently and freely, emphasizing her unique style and rhythm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Li'l mama, show me how you move it
Go 'head, put your back into it
Do your thing like it ain't nothing to it
Shake, sh-sh-shake that ass, girl!
Li'l mama, show me how you move it
Go 'head, put your back into it
Do your thing like it ain't nothing to it
Shake, sh-sh-shake that ass, girl!


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Imagine a scene where a lively party is taking place, with the guests enjoying themselves, dancing, and having a good time, while also indulging in some recreational activities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let's party! Everybody stand up
Everybody put your hands up
Let's party! Everybody bounce with me
Sip champagne and burn a little greenery


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The lyrics are about a determined individual who is focused on their goals, is successful and enjoys the finer things in life. They are confident and not afraid to make a statement about their achievements. They are also ready to take on any challenges that come their way. [/INST]

Lyrics: You see me shining, lit up with diamonds
Cause I stay grindin', uh-huh
Homie, you can catch me swooping
Bentley coupin' switching lanes, haha
If you see me rolling, you know I'm holding
I'm bout my paper, yeah
Nigga, I'm serious, I ain't playing
I'll embed it in your brain, I'm off the chain, G-Unit
Next level now, turn it up a notch
Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot
Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco
Hands up on the dance floor, okay, let's go


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Imagine a song where the singer is encouraging a woman, presumably in a fun and flirtatious context, to dance and show off her moves. The lyrics are suggestive and the singer is playful and charming. [/INST]

Lyrics: Li'l mama, show me how you move it
Go 'head, put your back into it
Do your thing like it ain't nothing to it
Shake, sh-sh-shake that ass, girl!
Li'l mama, show me how you move it
Go 'head, put your back into it
Do your thing like it ain't nothing to it
Shake, sh-sh-shake that ass, girl!


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Describe the differences in how people from New York and Los Angeles enjoy their vices and show their gang affiliations through dance moves and gestures. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I'm out in N.Y., boy, it's blunts and Phillies
When I'm out in L.A., boy, it's wraps and Swishers
Now Blood walk to this, now Crip walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit


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Create a song that encourages the listener to express their confidence and dance moves, while emphasizing a sense of urgency and excitement. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now work it out now, shorty work it out
I wanna see you, break it down
Now back it up now, you know what I'm about
It's like a bank job I'm in and I'm out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out


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Input:
A playful, light-hearted song about a character who finds themselves in a sticky situation, only to be saved by their resourceful partner Gatman. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gee willikers, Gatman, they got me surrounded
I'm on my way


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A rapper is boasting about their loyalty to a friend and the weapon they carry for protection, addressing someone who is questioning their resolve. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got a Gatman, if there's a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin' around with a big-ass revolver
And a Batman
What the fuck, are you retarded?
You touch Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed


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Describe a street hustler's determination to get money and the lengths they would go to protect it. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga, you get it twisted, you gon' get your wig splitted
I don't give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it
Man I hustle, I get money in the sunshine or a blizzard
I go hard for that paper, homie, I just gotta get it
Got a money scheme, you plot it, you can count me in I'm with it
You cross me, you gon' make a cemetery visit
That's gangsta, you know me I talk 'cause I live it
Shell cases drop, when that chopper chop, way up the block
Get hit with copper tops, when the drama pop, the llama pop
And it won't stop, you can run call the cops
This ain't new, niggas know how I be on it
That shit you got, put my pistol to you, I want it
It's not a game, perfect aim
You feel the flame up against your brain
Man it's so hot, I'll make you wish it rained


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A song about someone claiming to be a modern-day vigilante and using the "Gatman" persona as a way to assert dominance, while warning others not to mess with them or their "Batman". [/INST]

Lyrics: I got a Gatman, if there's a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin' around with a big-ass revolver
And a Batman
What the fuck, are you retarded?
You touch Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed


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Input:
A group of friends excitedly gather around a portable tape player, each taking turns to share their favorite song, with the anticipation building as they eagerly wait for their best friend's favorite track to play. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ohhhh oooh!!! (Yeah! It's my tape man) Whoa
Whoa oooh oooh oooh!!! (Listen to my tape)
I've waited, yeah!!! (WOO!!!)


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Describe the desire for a close relationship with someone, while also questioning their true feelings and motivations. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time
(I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend if you promise you'll be mine?
(Girl promise you'll be mine)
They say he's just a friend (Uh huh)
Now, girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!)
Please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend


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Write a song that describes a passionate and adventurous relationship, where the lovers try various unique and unconventional ways to express their love and passion for each other. [/INST]

Lyrics: First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin'
If we get past the phone games we'll be fuckin'
I kiss like the french then put my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your hair
For me a different scenery just means a different position
In the tub or on the sink, I improvise now listen
In the chopper or on the jet, join the mile high club
I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love (Ha Ha)
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You said that I could call you whenever I needed someone to listen to me
That's why I'm here standin' by your side cause you always come through for me
So many others tried to be where you are but they just wanted to do me
Glad you took your time and now I'm satisfied that's why I want you all to me


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Input:
I want to be your best friend, but am I just a friend or more? [/INST]

Lyrics: Cause if you were my best friend, I want you 'round all the time
(I want you 'round me baby)
Can I be your best friend, I promise boy you'll be mine
(Oooh baby be mine)
I said he's just a friend, baby it's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't my man, I said he's just a friend


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A song about the uncertainty of a relationship and questioning the nature of a romantic interest's intentions, while emphasizing the desire to be someone's best friend. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time
(I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine
(Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh)
Now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!)
Please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend


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Write a song about a couple's playful, intimate moments, incorporating themes of personal growth, shared interests, and lighthearted teasing. [/INST]

Lyrics: While you in your bubble bath I'll come wash on your back
When you puttin on your lotion I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you calm but when you come from New York
I'm a hustler I just hustle in the things that I bought
Separate, come on
I'm not afraid to explore my body - oooh, gimme that feelin
Now we can watch some TV or play a CD; baby that sexual healin'
You tried to sing to me; you're never on the key, but you do it just to appease me
I rather spend my time wastin' time with you; oooh wee you make it so easy


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I want my best friend to be around all the time, and I promise to be their best friend too. They might be more than friends, but I want to make it clear that they are just a friend. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cause if you were my best friend, I want you 'round all the time
(I want you 'round all the time)
Can I be your best friend, I promise boy you will be mine
(Please baby be mine yeah!)
I said he's just a friend (Oh Oooh!)
Baby it's not pretend (No baby)
Either he is or he ain't my man, I said he's just a friend


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Write a song about the strong bond and loyalty between two people who are more than just friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: We been better than friends, for a long time
Ain't no need to pretend, you'll always be mine
We been better than friends, for a long time
Ain't no flippin' and fakin', you'll always be mine


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Imagine being in a situation where you want to be someone's best friend, but you're not sure if they are romantically involved with someone else. You're questioning their feelings and asking for reassurance. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time
(I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine
(Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh)
Now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!)
Please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend


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Input:
Write a song that compares the challenges of everyday life for a working person to the ease of pulling a trigger, emphasizing the resilience and toughness of the working man. [/INST]

Lyrics: It don't take much strength to pull a trigger
But try to get up every morning day after day and work for a living
Let's see 'em try that
Then we'll see who's the real tough guy
The working man is a tough guy


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Write a song about the excitement and anticipation of a new day, with a focus on celebrating and embracing change. [/INST]

Lyrics: Party people say, party people say
Ayy, it's a new day, it's a new day
World is getting ready, everybody ready, yeah
For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Ayy
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Ayy
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Ayy
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Ayy


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A person is determined to seize an opportunity and give their best effort, regardless of the outcome. [/INST]

Lyrics: Marks on the wall
It's now or never at all
I'm gonna give it my all (Oh, oh)
Whether I rise or fall (Oh, oh)


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A woman's love for a man in Baltimore and her conflicting feelings [/INST]

Lyrics: She loves me, she loves me not (Yeah)
She loves me not


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A song about a toxic relationship, drug addiction, and the strong emotional connection between two people despite their issues. [/INST]

Lyrics: The fiends need me, I ain't around, they bones ache
Detox, rehab, cold sweats, watch them shake
I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag
Take one hit and slide off to the Land of H, man
When we first met, I thought you'd never doubt me
Now, you tryna leave me, you never live without me
Girl, I'm missing you, come and see me soon
Tie your arm up, put that lighter under that spoon
Now, put that needle to your arm princess, stick it in, relapse
I'm back, bitch—don't ever try that again
All the shit I did for you, I made you feel good
We have a love thing, you treatin' this like it's just a fling
What we have is more sacred than a vow or a ring
You broke my heart, you dirty bitch, I won't forget what you did
If you give birth, I'll already be in love with your kids
Listen, I don't give a damn if your ass starts smokin'
But we have a bond that is not to be broken


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A song about a passionate and intense love that keeps the two lovers entwined, despite one trying to leave. [/INST]

Lyrics: We got a love thing, girl, you tried to leave me
But you need me, can you see you're addicted to me?
We got a love thing, I can take you higher, girl
Fucking with me, you can be all you can be
We got a love thing, girl you tried to leave me
But you need me, can you see you're addicted to me?
We got a love thing, I can take you higher, girl
Fucking with me, you can be all you can be


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A fictional conversation between a character who is known for causing trouble in their neighborhood, and a friend or enemy who underestimates the character's loyalty to their friends and their willingness to protect their community. The song is a warning to those who would disrespect the character or their friends, emphasizing that the character will not hesitate to take action if necessary. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, don't even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain't nothing changed, still holla at my homies
Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don't want to, nigga, but I will if I got to
Kill, if niggas get to fucking around
If niggas get to fucking around


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A song about the dangers and violence in a troubled neighborhood, where residents are constantly on guard and facing life-threatening situations. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's on now, nigga
Welcome to hell
My hood, there's no telling
What they do to you
Across the street from Lucifer, he's only tough who...
Stupid nigga, you be using the blame
When the fif start to flame you'll be losing your brain


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A song about workplace conflicts and betrayals. [/INST]

Lyrics: And your boss is a bitch
He snitched on Levar
Junebug's a fucking flunky
I don't trust him, either


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Create a playful and catchy song about catching a piggy, with a twist at the end. [/INST]

Lyrics: Eeney meeney miney mo
Catch a piggy by the toe
Click clack pow, officer down
Eeney meeney miney mo
Catch a piggy by the toe
Click clack pow, officer down


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A song describing the challenges and betrayals faced by a group of friends trying to survive in their tough neighborhood, while addressing the treacherous nature of their surroundings and the importance of loyalty and respect. [/INST]

Lyrics: And your boss is a bitch
He snitched on Levar
Junebug's a fucking flunky
I don't trust him, either
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On the block, knocking down, taking shit getting real
In the block takin streets, Spin head for the hills
Now you talk that shit, but is you bout it dog
Respect the full rank, you ain't know lil dog


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Imagine a playful game of tag between children and a fictionalized police officer, in which the children are trying to catch the officer, but when they do, they decide to let them go and continue playing. This song could be describing the lightheartedness and fun of childhood games, with a touch of whimsy. [/INST]

Lyrics: Eeney meeney miney mo
If you catch a piggie when you get it let it go
And get on down along the road
Eeney meeney miney mo
Eeney meeney miney mo
Aaaaah Officer down


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Input:
Create a song that addresses someone who seems to doubt your worth, while maintaining a confident and playful tone. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh yeah
Look at you, you lil' dirty ass nigga you ain't shit
Ouuh
Bongo By The Way


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A rapper who was once doubted by others, now flaunting their success and wealth, while reminding their haters of their newfound status and power. [/INST]

Lyrics: They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga


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Reminiscing about the struggles and experiences of growing up in a tough environment, while reflecting on the past and the journey that led to where you are now. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I ever said fuck you nigga I meant to
When you come up how I came up, life's not gentle
See that tear in my mama eye, that meant the rent due
I prayed on it, God didn't say nothing back
Saw that cocaine you had, we turned it to crack
Had a couple grams of diesel, we was just tryna make it
A brown sheepskin on, niggas was tryna' take it
You know the kind of drama that come with the leather bomber
Niggas try to jump you gotta stay with the lama
Suckers shit niggas get shot over some nah, nah
If niggas want problems I'm sayin' this no problem
I catch 'em on the late night and dearly depart 'em
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Look back
Look where we started from
It's all the beginning
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
When it's 2AM and the sky is filled with stars
Driving down the boulevard
I remember when...


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A rapper who was once told they wouldn't be anything, has now achieved success and is enjoying the finer things in life with a beautiful woman. They feel like they've proven their haters wrong and are living a luxurious life. [/INST]

Lyrics: They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga


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Recall the harsh words from a past enemy, which ultimately led to personal growth and success, reflecting on the journey and transformation from humble beginnings to a life of luxury and fame. [/INST]

Lyrics: I remember all the shit you said to me 'cause it hurt me
Then it helped me 'cause then I was down to do the dirt
See the knots in my pockets boy, I go the cash route
I see you with your skinny jeans, punk, with your ass out
And I got all kind of money now
Look what you made me
Got a different type of temper, man a nigga get crazy
My A.P. look like I done dipped it in water, hard
Like me when I done dipped in your daughter (GOD!)
From playin' with Hot Wheels to collecting cars
That shit in the duPont REGISTRY's in my yard
Somehow the bullshit shifted
Now the motherfuckers calling me gifted
And I be like
Look back
Look where we started from
It's all the beginning
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
When it's 2AM and the sky is filled with stars
Driving down the boulevard
I remember when...


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A rapper reminisces about being told that they wouldn't amount to anything in the past, but now they are successful and flaunting their wealth and status. They express their satisfaction at proving the doubters wrong and call out their haters. [/INST]

Lyrics: They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga


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Write a song about loyalty and protecting friends from people trying to cause them harm. [/INST]

Lyrics: I ride for my niggas, dawg
I ride for my niggas
I slide for my niggas, dawg (Dawg)
I ride for my niggas
Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg
I ride for my niggas
Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg
I ride for my niggas


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The lyrics describe a person's reckless lifestyle, including avoiding legal troubles, living on the run, and focusing on making money. The person seems to be a part of a group involved in illegal activities, with the lyrics highlighting the risks and the "thug life" they embrace. The lyrics also reference famous brands, such as Maybach Music, which is associated with a popular music group. [/INST]

Lyrics: Damn, life's so short
Fuck it, I don't wanna go to court (Huh!)
Fuck it, got a budget for the lawyer, though
Fuck it, I'm on the run for the month (Woo!)
I'm in the bucket, paid 200 for it
My lil' niggas thuggin', even got me paranoid (Huh!)
I'm gettin' money, that's in any nigga category
Double M, I got Gs out in California (Huh!)
Maybach Music


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Rap about the progression from a low-end car to a luxury one, mentioning slang terms and various references, and discuss your success and lifestyle with friends and recent transactions. [/INST]

Lyrics: From the hoopty coupe to that Ghost, dawg (Huh)
Pigeons on the roof like Ghost Dog (Huh)
Dwight Howard on the post, dawg (Huh)
My niggas got the powder through the post, dawg (Huh)
Watch the body tilt when you hit the head (Huh)
Niggas lost mills tryna beat the feds (Huh)
Ten grams off my last 250 now (Huh)
Big-ass crib, 250 down, damn!
Gave my nigga Max 7-5 (Huh)
Then gave my nigga Penthouse another 30 (Huh)
Fuck it, got me thinkin' like I'm 7-5 (Huh)
Damn, nigga ain't even seen 30


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A loyal friend is unwavering in their support and protection, even in the face of adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Huh, I ride for my niggas, dawg
I ride for my niggas (Maybach Music)
I slide for my niggas, dawg (Dawg)
I ride for my niggas
Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg
I ride for my niggas
Maybach Music


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Imagine a conversation between two people, where the speaker is trying to understand their partner's depth and express their desire to make them reach new heights, both in terms of personal growth and physical pleasure, using diced pineapple and other unique metaphors. [/INST]

Lyrics: Diced pineapple
Tonight you shall reach a height that the sky won't catch you
The highest form of my admiration
I ain't no connoisseur but I'm, kinda sure you will admire my taste
And before the sun graze ya, I'm tryin to see how deep you are
And believe me shorty I ain't talking 'bout no intimate conversation
I wanna see if I can make you reach things unobtainable
When I peek into your nature
And I promise you my goals will exceed any physical pleasure
I wanna, give you what's better than better
The better my effort, the wetter her treasure
The more these mere moments seem like heavens or, temporary forevers
Shorty get it together, hah, diced pineapple
May your love come down so my mind might have you
You designed my imagination
Let me redefine foreplay 'til you need five and
Tell me shorty you got it baby
If it's not it baby, hope it's progress baby
Let it all drip baby
If you stop that shaking, no more talking baby
No more talking baby


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Imagine two friends, both ambitious and clever, who are determined to make their mark on the world. They have a strong bond and trust in each other's abilities. They're known as "Masterminds" and are seen as a force to be reckoned with. They laugh at the idea that their success comes from some supernatural force, because they believe it's all part of their plan. They're focused on making money, and are committed to achieving their goals. They might represent a dynamic duo or a group, and they're proud of their partnership, which includes R-O-C and [/INST]

Lyrics: Masterminds! We gon' get this forever
You know whenever we link up, my nigga
They think this shit comes from outer space or something, haha
Nigga, let’s get this money nigga, woo, woo
Masterminds, R-O-C, double M-G!
Jay, I got it, I got it


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Describe a scenario where someone struggles with their desires and faith, eventually seeking redemption and forgiveness. [/INST]

Lyrics: There's a field with angels movin' around me
I just worship thee, for all he's done for me
It's a new day, I have been born again
I've been born again, I've been born again
In His spirit, and His name, I'm sanctified!
Lord I testify, he's right by my side
I believe it be, His word is so clear to me
Yeah, yeah
All I want's a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage
Groupies in the lobby, they just tryna get established
God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status
All I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad bitch
Plus that paper chasin', it had turned me to a savage
Groupies in the lobby they just tryna get established
God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status


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A fun-filled road trip in a two-seater car, driving to any destination chosen by the passenger. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh
Let's pull the two-seater out baby
It's where ever you wanna go!
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League


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Imagine driving down the freeway with your significant other in a luxurious car, feeling free and careless, while listening to a song that perfectly captures the atmosphere of the journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride
Just me and my boss, no worries at all
Listening to the Aston Martin Music, Music


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A friend left for a period of time to pursue their dreams, but they've been struggling with their decisions and desire to return. They're feeling uncertain about whether they made the right choice and are taking a leap of faith to face the consequences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't let it go
Whether that's right I will never know
Uh, but here goes nothing


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A young woman is spending her time alone in her room, daydreaming about her ambitions, preferences, and goals in life. She envisions herself surrounded by wealth, material possessions, and success, as well as enjoying the company of a loved one and enjoying the finer things in life. The lyrics reflect her desire for adventure, luxury, and excitement. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I'm alone in my room sometime I stare at the wall
Automatic weapons on the floor, but who can you call?
My down bitch, one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside get it in on the road
A lot of quiet time pink bottles of rose
Exotic red bottoms whole body glittered in gold
Following fundamentals and following in the rental
I love a nasty girl who swallow what's on the menu
That money triple up when ya get it out of state
I need a new safe cause I'm running out of space
Elroy Jetson: I'm somewhere out in space
In my two-seater she's the one that I would take, wee
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Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride
Just me and my boss, no worries at all
Listening to the, Aston Martin Music, Music


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Thinking about the past and the person you left behind, feeling conflicted about whether your choices were right or wrong, and deciding to take a leap of faith in facing the uncertain future. [/INST]

Lyrics: Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't it let it go
Whether that's right I will never know
Uh, but here goes nothing


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Write a song about living life to the fullest, spending money, and the allure of a certain woman who has control over the singer. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box
Mr. KFC, VVS's in the watch
Living fast where it's all about that money bag
Never front, you take it there, it ain't no coming back
Top down right here is where she wanna be
As my goals unfold right in front of me
Every time we fuck her soul take a hold of me
Addicted like Pookie that pussy be controlling me
That thing keep calling
Fuck maintain boy: I gotta keep ballin!
Pink bottles keep coming
James Bond coupe pop clutch 100
Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby, in our ride
Just me and my boss, no worries at all
Listening to the Aston Martin Music, Music


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A song about someone who feels regret for not returning to their loved one due to being caught up in a life they couldn't escape, and expresses hope for forgiveness and acknowledges the consequences of their actions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Would've came back for you
I just needed time, to do what I had to do
Caught in the life, I can't let it go, whether that's right, I will never know
Hoping you will forgive me, never meant wrong
Tried to be patient, waited too long
But I would've came back, but I would've came back
Would've came back, would've came back
Would've came


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A song about enjoying life's wild moments, living in the present, and not caring about judgment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't apologize, I quite enjoy messy
I see that bottle after bottle got you goin' crazy
And doin' shows after shows got me so lazy
So ride it out for me, and take it off for me
It's a good vibe, good vibe, good vibe
Don't you ever threaten niggas with a good time
She wanna buy a dream, I said I don't sell it
But she can rent it for a night, I don't mind, open wide
'Cause all this fame, I earned it, I might as well use it
Private elevator goin' straight to my unit
All my niggas 'round me, gettin' kickback pussy
All my killas 'round me, all be hiding in Stussy
Can't nobody stop me, used to be homeless
Now that penthouse at the Ritz where my home is
Tour bus like a National Geographic
Bitches runnin' wild gettin' faded in the bathroom


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A song discussing someone's rise to power and influence, reflecting on past warnings and the consequences of underestimating their abilities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on, am I right?
Tried to warn you niggas
I tried to warn you niggas
It's too late now
Double M-G
Too much cake
Too much power
Too much respect
Bow down, nigga
Ugh!


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A rapper and a singer are celebrating their success in a luxurious setting, enjoying Belaire Rosé and Wingstop. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo this Chris Rock! I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay. We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rosé. That's how we do it. That's all we do, Belaire Rosé! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga? You don't know nothin' about no Wingstop. You can't handle this, nigga, you can't handle, sit down in the corner, shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch. Just take notes


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A rapper reminiscing about their past life, where they used to watch music videos on TV and envy the success of the artists. The rapper wonders what it would be like to have the opportunity to reach the same level of success that they once admired. [/INST]

Lyrics: I used to see niggas on TV, man
I used to be like, "Yo, them niggas so blessed"
You know what I'm sayin'?
If I had that opportunity, you know what I'm sayin'?
(Maybach Music)
(Black Metaphor)


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Thinking about the unique and powerful impact of a groundbreaking team of musicians, like the J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, on the music industry and their listeners. [/INST]

Lyrics: J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
Huh! This is special
Extremely special


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Feeling limited by a certain age or life event [/INST]

Lyrics: When sixteen ain't enough
When sixteen ain't enough
Ooh, yeah
Aw yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah
When sixteen ain't enough
When sixteen ain't enough
Ooh, yeah
Aw yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah


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Create a song about the hidden desires and curiosity of a young person with their mysterious crush, while addressing the questions their parents might have about their behavior and the potential influences in their life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Does your mama know you see me? Does she know you're freaky?
Does she ever wonder if it's 'bout ya I am speaking?
Do you ever ponder where I'm at when you get sleepy?
How the hell I'm gonna tell the youth don't be me? Yeah
Hahahahah, hahahah, I love it
Does your daddy think you perfect? Does he know for certain?
Does he know how you act when you pull back all them curtains?
Do he think I'm 2Pac 'cause I'm Black and put the words in?
Does he know his daughter might have caught a real merman? Yeah


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A lighthearted song about a group giving their best effort to make someone happy, even when they could have taken the easy way out. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hahahah, it's funny because, we could've short-changed you (Huh!)
But because we love you, we go that extra mile
Break it down for 'em, André, huh!


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A young aspiring artist is constantly working hard to make a name for themselves in the music industry and support themselves, showcasing their dedication and determination with a catchy chant about hustling every day. [/INST]

Lyrics: Every day, I'm hustlin', hustlin', hustl—
Hustlin', hustlin', hustl—
Hustlin', hustlin', hustl—
Hustlin', hustlin'


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A person continually working hard and pursuing success in life, repetitively emphasizing their dedication to hustling every day. [/INST]

Lyrics: Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm— every day, I'm— every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm— every day, I'm— every day, I'm hustlin'


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Don't judge me based on your misconceptions of my lifestyle, I'm all about my hustle and success. I've had my share of challenges, but I keep pushing forward and making things happen. I don't mess around with nonsense, and I'm focused on my goals. I'm taking care of my business and making moves with my crew. It's not about the materialistic things, but rather the drive and ambition behind it all. Some people may try to bring me down, but I'll continue to move forward and achieve greatness. So don't be [/INST]

Lyrics: We never steal cars, but we deal hard
Whip it real hard— whip it— whip it real hard
I caught a charge (You caught a charge?), I caught a charge (Yeah?)
Whip it real hard— whip it— whip it real hard
Ain't 'bout no funny shit, still bitches and business
I'm on my money shit, still whippin' them Benzes (Woo)
Major league—who catchin'? Because I'm pitchin' (I'm pitchin')
Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finished
I feed 'em steroids to strengthen up all my chickens (My chickens)
They flyin' over—Pacific, to be specific
Triple C's, you know it's fact, we holdin' sacks
So nigga, go on, rat (Go on, rat), run and tell 'em that (Tell 'em that)
More cars (More cars), more hoes (More hoes)
More clothes (More clothes), more blow


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What is the daily drive behind my ambition and determination to succeed? [/INST]

Lyrics: Every day, I'm hustlin', e—every day, I'm hustli—
Every day, I'm hustlin', e—every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm hustlin'
Every day, I'm hustlin', every day, I'm— every day, I'm


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The singer wants to be the one their lover turns to when they're feeling down, and they promise to take them to new heights in their relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love
I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down
I just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight
That I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky


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The struggle of being young and black in America, navigating through the challenges of life and societal pressures. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, wake up in the world and I'm just another nigga
Call it public housin' when you next door to the killers
On them corners, it gets better as you go
Grind that motherfucker 'til it's yellow brick road
Free as a bird, spoken word in my verse
On my knees prayin', niggas shootin' in the church
Wake up out my sleep in another cold sweat
I lived on Billboard, where the fuck to go next?
Go against the odds youngin', go and get a job
Another country boy they want back on the farm
So far from my goals but I'm close to my kids
Thug cry for Mac Dre, nigga throwin' up Thizz


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A song about wanting to be someone's one and only, with dreams of soaring high and proving themselves to the person they love. The lyrics also touch on themes of resilience, overcoming challenges, and maintaining a strong and independent attitude amidst haters and adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love
I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down
I just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight
That I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky
I just wanna burn
Uh, I pray I live forever
Niggas hatin' like it's Salt Lake City
No tints on that pretty ass Bentley
Want you to know that them comments don't offend me
Cause your baby momma so friendly
I proceed with the plan, weed in my hand
Cîroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan
Money over bitches, first nigga with a Wraith
Double M, we handle business cause them niggas getting raped
Go get the yellow tape, it's well orchestrated
Came from the hood, ain't nothing changed
Still lemon pepper on my motherfuckin' wings!


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Imagine a song expressing the desire to be the one someone loves and turns to during difficult times, with the ambition to take them to new heights and show them a world beyond their imagination, accompanied by the drive to burn and rise above challenges together. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love
I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down
I just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight
That I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky
I just wanna burn


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A rap artist is reflecting on their success in the music industry and the creative process that led to their new album, "Mastermind." They consider the hard work and dedication of their team, as well as the support of their fans, while pondering on deeper questions about the human experience. [/INST]

Lyrics: Huh! Mastermind
As I get high in the middle of the night
Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?
Uhh, uhh, Mastermind, my 6th LP
Can't believe we did it
Man, I thank everybody that played a part of this
Shout out my engineer E-Mix
Each and every one of you supporters
My fans, 100


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Imagine a song about someone's obsession with Maybach Music, using the repetition of the word "May" to signify their love for it. [/INST]

Lyrics: (May-May-May)
What is this? (May-May-May)
Maybach Music
I like this Maybach Music, hahahaha


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A man is reminiscing about a past relationship, acknowledging the girl's perfection, but recognizing his inability to handle her emotional pain. He also realizes his own mistakes and ongoing struggle with relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: She's just perfect in every kinda way
But I don't think I can handle her pain
So messed up and I'm too busy just runnin' my game
Oh, girl after girl, mistake after mistake


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A person is reflecting on past mistakes, specifically those related to relationships and intimacy, and the consequences of their actions. They acknowledge that they have been inconsistent and manipulative, leading to heartache and regret. They express regret and wish to make amends but recognize that an apology alone cannot undo the damage caused. The phrase "May-May" is used to represent a sense of repetition, signifying the cycle of bad behavior. [/INST]

Lyrics: I tried to change, but they always around, pullin' me down in bed (May-May-May)
Gave you my word, but they were just broken promises
Broken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sex (Yeah)
Yeah, I feel like shit, you know I ain't shit
Sorry won't turn back the clock (May-May)
Baby, I took advantage 'cause I knew you
Wouldn't believe it, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh
But sorry don't make it right (May-May-May)


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Imagine a song where the artist claims to be highly sophisticated and effortlessly skilled, with the goal of encouraging others to follow their lead in mastering their craft. [/INST]

Lyrics: This shit is highly sophisticated
I just make it look easy, nigga
Follow me


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A rapper reflects on their success, sophistication, and the challenges they've faced in their journey. They also mention their interactions with various people, their material possessions, and the experiences they've had with different women. The rapper also acknowledges the struggles of those in prison and expresses their support for them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm so sophisticated
To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated
To get a purse from me, she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and never miss a single payment
I'm from the city where the Muslims even Christians hate it
Even the black folk hate to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill, champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper 'cause the last one, got it confiscated
Counting a hundred mil so many times, I contemplate it
You wanna be the hottest but that shit get complicated
I pull your card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off the compilation
I just hit a lick, I'm telling you this shit amazing
Got a white bitch, she fucking me just like she Jamaican
Sipping purple and that motherfucker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated


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Write a song that highlights the challenges and rewards of being part of an exclusive and successful group, while emphasizing the importance of loyalty and dedication to the cause. [/INST]

Lyrics: This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mark, then you gotta make initial payment
We going hard, run it back just like it's Walter Payton
The game sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Rugh!)
We so sophisticated (Ugh!)
Shit so sophisticated (Woo!)
Hundred millionaires, bitch we made it (Ugh!)


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A collaboration between Dr. Dre, DJ Khaled, Jay-Z, and Rick Ross for a hip-hop track celebrating classic beats and featured artists. [/INST]

Lyrics: Geah
Classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay
Let's get 'em!


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A rapper reminiscing about their journey from the street life to success, describing their love for basketball, wealth, and material possessions, as well as their aspirations and loyalty to their friends and family. [/INST]

Lyrics: I came a long way from the weed game
Twenty stack seats at the Heat game (Woo!)
And I'm still strapped with the heat man (Ugh!)
Can't be steppin' on a nigga feet man (Hah!)
80 pair of sneakers came from the D game
Cousin was a Crip, said it was a C thing
Brown bag money in a duffle bag
Fuck 'em all, wet 'em, then we gotta double back
The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
On the mission, said he get it for his son tuition (Ugh!)
Real nigga's dreams comin' to fruition
Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol (Woo!)
I only love it when her ass fat
We should listen to this track in my Maybach (Maybach Music)
I'm just tryin' to be a billionaire
Come and suck a dick for a millionaire (Ugh!)


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Imagine a song that pays homage to two notorious drug lords, Big Meech and Larry Hoover, while celebrating the ambition and success of real individuals who aim to thrive in their endeavors. [/INST]

Lyrics: I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start
I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo)
Gettin' work, hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start


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Write a song about a wealthy rapper who confidently claims to be a self-made success, affiliated with criminal figures from history, and enjoys the lavish lifestyle that comes with their status. [/INST]

Lyrics: My Rolls Royce triple-black, I'm Geechee, ho
Ballin' in the club, bottles like I'm Meechie, ho
Rozay—that's my nickname
Cocaine runnin' in my big veins
Self-made, you just affiliated
I build it ground-up, you bought it renovated
Talkin' plenty capers, nothing's been authenticated
Funny, you claimin' the same bitch that I'm penetrating
Hold the bottles up, where my comrades?
Where the fuckin' felons? Where my dogs at?
(Ugh!) I got that Archie Bunker
And it's so white, I just might charge you double
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I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start
I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo)
Gettin' work, hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start


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A rapper is responding to haters who are jealous of his success and flashy lifestyle. He references Big Meech and his Audemar Piguet watch, and emphasizes that he's a self-made individual who doesn't rely on others or crime to get ahead. He also shows support for both his broke and rich listeners. [/INST]

Lyrics: These motherfuckers mad that I'm icy! (Boss)
Stunt so hard, make them come indict me (Ugh)
I think I'm Big Meech, look at my timepiece
It's an Audem-eer, hundred racks, at least
Look at yourself, now look at me (Me!)
You can't see a nigga, I'm what you used to be (Ha)
Look at it this way (Yeah), you niggas sideways (Sideways)
Always gettin' money, my nigga, crime pays (Crime pays)
So fuck a nigga (Fuck a nigga), I'm self-made (Self-made)
You a sucker nigga (Sucker nigga), I'm self-paid (Self-paid)
This for my broke niggas (Broke niggas), this for my rich niggas (Rich niggas)
Got a hundred on the head of a snitch nigga (Ugh)


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Write a song expressing the ambition and determination of two individuals, Big Meech and Larry Hoover, who are known for their work in the streets. [/INST]

Lyrics: I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover
Whippin' work, hallelujah
One nation under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start
I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo)
Gettin' work, hallelujah
One nation, under God
Real niggas gettin' money from the fuckin' start


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A song about someone who feels superior to their peers, trying to convince them to rise above their fears and limitations, while also acknowledging the harsh realities of life and the pain of not knowing when it will end. [/INST]

Lyrics: You wanted to fuckin' walk around these roaches. These niggas is roaches. These niggas is mere motherfuckin' mortals. I'm tryna push you to supreme bein'. You don't wanna motherfuckin'... You don't wanna embrace your destiny, you wanna get by
You don't wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark where it's lonely. You can't handle the motherfuckin', the pain of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the shit is gonna stop


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What kind of people do you want to associate with - those who lack culture and soul or those who choose to walk with God? [/INST]

Lyrics: You fuckin' wanna walk around with these niggas? What the fuck is their culture? Where the fuck is their souls at? What defines you? These niggas with these fuckin' silly looks on their faces. You wanna walk around with them or you wanna walk with God, nigga? Make up your goddamn mind


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Reflect on the obsession with material possessions and the importance of truth and authenticity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck, y'all wanna talk about fuckin' jewelries and Bentley's and Hublot's and fuckin' art that niggas ain't got on their fuckin' walls and fuckin' mansions niggas ain't got. Niggas can't even pay the IRS, let alone their fuckin' staff, nigga. You gotta tell the truth, man. The truth'll set you free, son, the truth will set you free


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Reflecting on the sacrifices of military personnel who experience unusual circumstances, like seeing the sun at midnight, while acknowledging their bravery and the impact of their experiences on their lives. [/INST]

Lyrics: This is for the soldiers that see the sun at midnight
You dig?
Let me slow down
It’s so Inkredible


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A person who dreams of leaving a lasting legacy and making a significant impact on the world, especially through their art and relationships, but also wants to make sure that they are remembered and celebrated even after death. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I ever die
Never let it be said I didn’t win
Never, never say
Never say, "Legend didn’t go in" (I'ma go in)
I just wanna die on top of the world
Making love to my favorite girl
I'm making beautiful music, we making a movie
We knew we was born to do it


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A group of individuals who grew up in the ghetto, now successful and wealthy, discuss their journey and how they refuse to compromise their values. [/INST]

Lyrics: I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga
Better behave, you dealing with some rich niggas
Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide
Multiplying and I pray to God we never die
I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga
Better behave, you dealing with some rich niggas
Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide
Multiplying and I pray to God we never die


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Imagine a song about aspiring to be a respected and loved member of your community, with a strong connection to your family, and embracing success in your own way. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Hahahah!)
Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That's all I ever wanted, just being something, man
So at that point what else can you ask for?
(M-M-Maybach Music)


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A person is struggling with life choices and guidance, when a chance encounter with someone reminds them of the support and guidance they received from a trusted friend. [/INST]

Lyrics: The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain, pain
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you've always been a good friend (always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I'll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go
I'll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go


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Imagine a song that encourages people to be more friendly and welcoming, emphasizing the importance of greeting others and showing interest in their lives. [/INST]

Lyrics: Always speak and say hi
You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and)


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A person determined to break free from the negativity and limitations imposed by others, using repetition to emphasize their resolve. [/INST]

Lyrics: These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back


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A young and ambitious hustler rises to fame and fortune in the criminal underworld, acquiring luxury cars and making powerful connections. The hustler expands their reach while maintaining their lifestyle and protecting their interests, even as they face betrayal and challenges from envious rivals. Eventually, the hustler needs to secure their fortune and navigate the precarious social landscape, all the while staying true to their roots and resisting attempts to undermine their success. [/INST]

Lyrics: First I got me a Taurus, then I copped me a Lexus
I took over Florida, my connect out of Texas
Then I start sippin' purple, got my shit screwed
When you feedin' your circle, watch your shipments improve
Fabricate 'bout your fortune, all my fabric's imported
Fornicate in my fortress, 40k still my mortgage
24k my toilet, all my taxes reported
All my exes deported, shout-out Texas, New Orleans
All these niggas influenced by a hustler's endurance
I just bought me the purest, but I need some insurance
Niggas watch who you fuckin' just to hate on your bitches
Niggas breakin' the rules, niggas facin' suspension


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A rapper overcomes various obstacles and challenges from haters and people who doubt his success, while reflecting on his humble beginnings and rise to fame. [/INST]

Lyrics: These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
Momma workin' three jobs 'til I told her to quit
How we rose from the sewers, funny now I'm the shit
Niggas ain't gettin' money, but they got an opinion
Had this tech makin' racket, serve you like you were tennis
Killers ride for that paycheck, AK, okay, check
Bitch nigga let's play chess, yo bitch next, no latex
These niggas won't hold me back, told the feds they sold me sack
Whip 'em right and then come right back
Whip-whip-whip 'em right and then come right back


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Express feelings of independence and determination to succeed despite challenges and negative influences in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
Pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
They all pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
Lookin' down on these niggas, pussy ass niggas
Pushin' my new Ferrari on these pussy ass niggas
Pussy ho, pussy ho
She a pussy ho until she give me pussy ho
Pussy ho, pussy ho
Pussy ho, she a pussy ho


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The narrator is expressing their determination to succeed and overcome obstacles, despite the negative influences and distractions they face in their life. [/INST]

Lyrics: These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These hoes won't hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back, no
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back
These niggas won't hold me back...


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A group of friends joking around and discussing their favorite type of music. [/INST]

Lyrics: Heh, what is this? (Maybach Music)
I like this Maybach Music
(Sweet!) Hahahah...


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A group of young, ambitious individuals are determined to achieve success and shake up the world, even if it goes against the traditional path of pursuing dreams. They express their intentions through a rap song celebrating their ambitions and challenges to conventional wisdom. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bugatti Boyz
Yo turn up the motherfuckin' lights
You know what it is
Yeah, fuck your dreams, nigga
This reality, yeah, take that


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A person is experiencing sudden success and is rumored to be part of a secret society, while at the same time, they're also talking to a higher power for protection against evil. [/INST]

Lyrics: They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in


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The protagonist is a young man struggling with poverty and the consequences of his past actions, while being constantly surrounded by potential threats and trying to protect himself and his loved ones. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lord knows, that boy done been about it
Lord knows, that boy'll catch a body
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Being dead broke is the root of all evil
Get money, my nigga, do good with your people
I got the calico, I got the dynamite
They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight
Back to these bitches following my timeline
Back to these crackers following my timeline
Got the phone tapped, I think I'm being followed
Touch him with the Holy Ghost, can you hear me Father?
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Father, please protect me from brokeness
And bitch ass niggas, bitch ass bitches too
Keep 'em away


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Write lyrics about someone who is financially successful and believes they are part of a secretive organization, while also maintaining a connection to their faith and trying to prevent the Devil from entering their home. [/INST]

Lyrics: They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Ferarri
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in


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Describe the determination and struggles of a person who has overcome adversity and is now successful in life. Mention the importance of hard work and the negative perceptions others have towards their journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: Work! That's all my niggas workin' with
Work! That's all my niggas lurkin' with
My teacher told me that I was a piece of shit
Seen her the other day, driving a piece of shit
Work! Exactly what I'm screamin' ho
Certified, 8 digit nigga, triple beamin' ho
Hah! You talkin' to the Holy Ghost
I'm smokin' 'til I overdose
Uh, when I fuck she let her pussy soak
Even my lawyer be askin is it dope
Never break the code, shock me with a million volts
I'm forever dope, touched by the Holy Ghost
You see, they hate what they don't understand
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
Let's go


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Imagining a life of fame, fortune, and secret society influence, while navigating the spiritual realm and encountering the Holy Ghost in a high-end vehicle. [/INST]

Lyrics: They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in


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Imagine a scene in which a character is being sentenced in court for a serious crime, and the judge is delivering the verdict. [/INST]

Lyrics: Sentence should now-now be pronounced
I'll ask that you stand for sentence, please
Mr. ***, it is the sentence of the court
That your custody be committed to the Department of Corrections
For confinement of the *** state prisons
Without possibility of parole for the remainder of your life
You may be seated


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Create a song that expresses the confidence and determination of someone with a strong following and considerable resources, emphasizing their preparedness for conflict and ambition for success. [/INST]

Lyrics: War ready
You got shooters, I got shooters
We got money
Let’s do what them other niggas can’t do though
Mastermind, uh, uh
Nigga got a thousand guns, nigga (War, Dade County)
And if money is power, nigga
I got millions of power, nigga, huh (Hahahaha, Miami shit)
Fuck with me nigga, huh? (War, war, war)


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Write a verse about loyalty, power, and perseverance in the face of adversity, with shout-outs to different gangs and references to street life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Follow in my footstep, I was born to die a soldier
Nigga couldn't walk a mile, found him naked in his Rover
Shout out to the Vice Lords, shout out to my Blood nigga
Shout out to them GDs, where that Crip love, nigga?
Shout out to them dope boys, owe it to the plug, nigga
I could die a thousand times, will never die a fuck nigga
Shoutout to my city, too, my clip hold a 62
Ridin' down on 61st, rest in peace to Fluty Coupe
Heroin and quinine, cut that bitch a thousand times
Phone call, said he need a brick
I text him back, "Come stand in line"
You went out of town so I had to whack your bitch
Never came back, pussy boy, go die a bitch


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A song about the inevitability of life continuing regardless of circumstances, with a catchy and repetitive chorus emphasizing the idea that life goes on. [/INST]

Lyrics: Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on, am I right? (Oh, oh, whoa)


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Reflecting on the struggles and sacrifices made throughout life to achieve success, while acknowledging the challenges faced along the way. [/INST]

Lyrics: On the way we shed some tears, every day we sacrifice
So we can be standing here, oh, what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years, and the future is bright
Now it's very clear, that we gon' be rich forever
And ever, and ever, oh-oh, oh-oh
We gon' be rich forever, oh oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
We gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever


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A wealthy young man navigates his life of luxury and excess, balancing the challenges of his materialistic lifestyle and the women who desire him, while also addressing the criticism he faces from those who question his legitimacy and motives. [/INST]

Lyrics: Huh! A hundred mil ain't enough
Got a hundred women, gotta deal with it, love
Worth forty Ms, is he still dealin' drugs?
Cigarette speedboats but he's still with the thugs
Club LIV, Louis shots on a Sunday
Grindin', even be legit one day
Order some more bottles because I'm on one
I know her pussy wet, and she wanna cum
She wanna cum, maybe come over
Stop dealin' with them niggas, you need one soldier
Keep you as my bitch forever
Cause you know a nigga rich forever


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The rise to success and perseverance in the face of challenges, eventually achieving wealth and prosperity [/INST]

Lyrics: Been winning so many years, and the future is bright
Now it's very clear, that we gon' be rich forever
And ever, and ever, oh-oh, oh-oh
We gon' be rich forever
On the way we shed some tears (Oh oh oh)
Every day we sacrifice
Oh-oh, oh-oh, we gon' be rich forever
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music


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A song that describes an unlikely friendship between two people from different backgrounds who overcomes their differences and enjoys each other's company under the moonlight. [/INST]

Lyrics: "Oooh, now you are one lucky nigga."
"You better listen to your boss white boy."
"Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you."
"You wanna hold my hand?"