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Everyday expensive taste up in my life, I'm not your type
At eleven BB guns and hooping and then tuned to a fight
Living good I'm feeling nice,

She said she love me, but she don't really love me like that
How can I trust you if you're not ever hitting me back?
She said she love my new song

She said she love me, but she don't really love me like that
How can I trust you if you're not ever hitting me back?
She said she love my new song

getting started the surface is unscratched
I just popped the trunk better run, its unlatched
Cuz I go boom boom boom
The gun is my mouth
I shut this shit

the metal to his mouth like lil tecca yeah

They're all around him
He's gotta get out
Upstairs they found him
A gun in his mouth
He hears a song
His mother

Y-Y'all niggas cap, ain't make shit, lit
You be postin' up guns, won't shoot them, bitch
Sneak dissin' for a song,
Why won't you pull up and come shoot sum

this cash by the ton
I put some ice on my mom, yeah, bitch, I'm a son of a gun
Yeah, I shot hot as the sun, diamonds wet like I jumped out the pond

I Wish

R. Kelly

TP-2.com

2000

through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long

The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

Hookywooky

Lou Reed

Set the Twilight Reeling

1996

I'm standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal street's so

take off her thong
Oh that's a opp, he get beat wit' the gun
Grrah, smokin' all deads

So why the fuck you drop my O?
Like ya mans ain't die by that pole

THE WINDOW

SOMETIMES I WONDER IF RAIN ARE NOT THE TEARS OF A SAD GOD
WHO WAS LEFT ALL ALONE BY A GODDESS LONG AGO 

I JUST NEED ONE MORE SONG TO SAY WHAT'S

be riding with my shooters

Me VS Me
How can I lose
I rap with my gun that's fire in the booth
She got me
But I got a girl
I got them both they don't

on top now shit's all changed
Money in the pot, now sniff cocaine
Gun to the head like kid Cobain
Songs all pop with a ringtone made
Out on road where

The shining city on the hill
Is looking ugly and sounding shrill 
The big bald eagle no longer flies
It has been grounded by a thousand lies

Evil

right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody

Ghetto Cowboy

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Collection: Vol. 2 [Clean]

2000

of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to 
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for

When I was just a kid
My mommy used to teach me this song
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh yeah

This train carry no back-biters (This train)
This train

his phone ,
You Can tell by the song the type of time I’m on

Verse 2
Run up an get wrong get hit ,
Got me a glizzy equip wit a dick ,
30 round clip

I'm askin' Jaiden (yeah)
Live by the gun, die by the sword, shit, I been lastin' lately
Not like these niggas, I know killers come mask up and take it

looked more optimistic
The night he picked up them theater tickets
We gave up, so he found his way with a gun
Now Pat, he public enemy number one
By 18

by drive by drive by drive by
Now you see what's really going on
I can't tell you this shit verbatim
I gotta make say it in a catchy song
So they won't

guns and swords
I'm good but I'm the sinner, ey

Kill niggas at the war. sons, dads, somebody's bros
Undertaker I'm the finnum, ey
Betrayed by my nigga,

same ole song shit is that all you got

Zip drive full up song after song get bored make a diss tracks 

For a rapper in the game

I don’t care where