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on yo set put it all
On the line for respect I never did
Shit I regret R I P to big b on
My chest like a ape imma beat on my
Chest wit a bad little freak

The King

Water break, now for everybody out there, you know what I'm saying
If you're offended by this, I apologize, I just love dancing for my King 
I

to grill me now they tryna be my homies now
Same ladies tryna be my one and only now 
Use to walk on by couldn't get a hi now they wanna ride 
Swear I'm next

#2:  It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1:  Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:

Dogg Pound Gangstaz

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
'Cause all I see in my M-I-N-D
Is D-P-G for L-I-F-E
And all I see on the M-I-C
Is another mangled MC opposin' me

Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know

no limit (P!)
Wise guy John Lennon (Lennon, John)
Busy making my moves I never say shit (Shh!)
Trappin' outta Home Depot couple hundred dollars doing

Once a nigga get a bag and spend a bag 
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My

Sunny Sunday morning, John decides it's much too nice to stay inside 
As the church is filling, people gathering in worship for their prayers 
John

King of Kings!
P- praise his name yes sing
Everyday my praise and worship
I just want to bring
By grace you do forgive
For you alone I live
Jesus never

It's Craccin All Night

Tha Dogg Pound

Cali Iz Active

Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
 Bad Boy

D-P-G
D-P-G
Bad Boy
D-P-G
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas

the devil's around
I see my heart that it drowned
I found I'm never allowed
To love someone for a while
Now come and worship me now
I am the god of this sound

a daughter right
But she flushed her down the pipe
Willy Wonka kee kee chonka 1234 u a sucka
Delta g wanna b you a parody of me you see
Kill you with my words,

coat you in
And my body is a temple, you can worship at my feet
But I might kick you in the teeth so
So even when you're spitting blood
You would

Handsome

The Vaccines

English Graffiti

2015

coat you in
And my body is a temple, you can worship at my feet
But I might kick you in the teeth so
So even when you're spitting blood
You would

Gangstas Make the World

Master P

The Best of Tru

2005

by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch

you yank on my pull-cord
My voicebox will utter satanic commands
Mother of God, I've done it again
Obscure connotations of salad-bowl fame
And J.E.E.P

I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich

in my hands
(Aaah)
I ain't worried bout first place nah
(Yeah)
I don't need the worship
I been through the worst shit

My P.O. called saying that I

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Victory 2004

2004

it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Bad Boy's 10th Anniversary: The Hits

2004

it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug

Greystone Chapel

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison and San Quentin

1976

Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best

Inside the walls of prison my