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Lil Ass Gee

Ice Cube

Rollin' Deep

2000

Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks 
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please 
Little locs are harder then the O-G's 
You fall to the ground and beg

They fall asleep we get at
Just to show em, smash they doubt
Don't backed down or regret it
When they opt out fast
Then we show em what we know
Always

hatin' on me dog I'm just doin' what it do
There's money to be made so I'm stackin' to the sky
Smokas all day boy you know I stay high
Bitch I'm doin' me

it for free
Paint em a picture let 'em see what I'm saying
When I pull out fye just kno im sprayin
I been on my grind nah I aint playin
I'm turnin up

a paigon
Everyday it feels like new legends fall

I know my boys have my back, but they won't stab it
That a bond you can't break, that's a bond you can't

We Boys

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

the house or what?
When I strike I strike hard and you won't like that
And if I strike out my empire strikes back
My niggas who knock you, so I won't dock

by
I'm into you
I guess it's true
You probably knew
What we gon do
No time for gameplay
(I got no time for games)
If we is what we want, then boy
Less

together
I'm on another level
Boy I'm Fr3e n Fly forever
Yeah I'll probably give up never
They wanna see me fall
But I'm Fr3e n Fly forever
I had to get my

tattoos

Do not  act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread 
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead 
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance

niggas all offended by my views of the 6
When it came to boy, I said that he was a fan
Say the same thing, I said that he was a fan
Tried to do the same

fall, ain't a sucker, I'm a foul motherfucker
You can ask your baby, I'm a player to the core

Got the shit on my own, hustle hard as a storm
Catch me up

was young
I got some shit inside of me
And it ain't matter where your from
But instead on what you try to be
So baby come and catch a vibe with me

shit they playing my shit at the Chevron bruh crazy boy what the fuck)

All this pain and sorrow
In till we meet again yeah I love you like my kin
That

replaced by resentment and hate
-Given up, you're second rate
-And you leave it to fate to search out that so-called soul mate

-Perfect girls are one in

Wanna be the man with the say so
Tryna put the boys on payroll
I'm on the rise
My time to shine
You won't catch me in the same boat

I'm just tryna

I thought thar you'd want what I want 
Sorry my dear 
But where are the clowns 
There ought to be clowns 
Quick send in the clowns 

What a surprise!

Love to my boys, love to
I ain't got no weed on me, bruh

Ayy
Getting a backwood (yaa)
Out of my pocket, Levi's pants (flex)
Where my home is?

The highs always balance out the lows
When you catch 'em by the hole
And your talent pullin' racks up out a bowl
For my niggas that's bitten with ten

tell you what the drama brings
You don't see behind the scenes
Out here tryna keep the peace
You gon' make me grab a piece
Call Annalise for my release

on Healing

I Grab the Mic 
Like it's my phone 
About fall of a Cliff
I live my life 
And watch the Throne 
My musics more like a Gift
Weight of the world 
I'm

private, staying silent
Kids are trafficked to government islands
Sick of it all, the alien war
Watch what I do when I catch them all
Is it time for

catch em my way then I got em
Wait let's go
Smoking on shit you can't handle
Swear I can't stay out the yo
Say I'm back in this bitch like a rear view

Cannon

T.I.

Live from the Trap

2007

Clumsy ass niggas slip and fall into a death trap.
Them boys pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you strapped we can trade like the Dow Jones.
Wet

yelling out for me
I'm not good at picking up signals, can you spell itout for me
Winning by a Long-shot, there's not much I can do
I'm on a rampage like