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Get Bout It & Rowdy

Master P

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

wear blue seven days out the week (for life)
I mob the street, DP, while I'm holding my heat
I want to warn you, shit they got killers on the East,

to slanging 
Words, adjectives and verbs, nouns watch the boy get down 
On the town in run n street nigger I should wear the crown 
By the pound I'm slanging

live you might be in disbelief
You see some throwe shit up on these h-town streets

Yea you see that candy thang, sittin on them seven swangs
Beatin

a track about nothing yo
I got nothing to lose
I got nothing to show
Ayo I'm thinking
Daydreaming
Visualizing
Vibin' in the streets
Instead of steady

stand by me yeah
Stand by me yeah
Street so cold, street so cold yeah you know that
Street so cold, street so cold yeah you know that
Street so cold,

All the dogs that don't have a home is family
Gonna build them one by one
All the money that I spent will stay like gravity
The paper be in ton by

My Story

Z-Ro

Z-Ro vs. the World/King of da Ghetto

2002

I'm able to say fuck regular weed, I get hydro by the bag
I'm the same nigga white tennis shoes, blue jeans and a white t-shirt
24/7 all day

You calling for some wheels
I'm Johnny on the spot
I'll hook you up

Fast cars and chains
In the gym all we worry bout is gains
In the streets we

And So

Boot Camp Clik

15 Years of Duck Down

2010

the life that I'm livin I need it
Don't believe me ask my wife and my children
See I'm back on the street packin the heat
Royalty checks equal to crack in

by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just

streets, them streets don't love nobody
They told me that shit early when niggas killed my daddy
AR by my underarm, done caught me one, shawty
They

the seven hills, this is where we belonged 
Over the endless roads, they always lead to Rome  
Over the seven hills, this is where we belonged 
 
They still

North side (Zaytoven)

Woke up in the morning, gotta thank God (God, woo)
Walkin' out the bando with a .45 (baow, baow)
Shakin' 7/11 in the dog

ba-by

See I got my mind right, I'm a stay on the grind
I'm a put my work in
Get in where I fit in (Cause I hustle!)
Seven days of the week (I hustle!)

ba-by

See I got my mind right, I'm a stay on the grind
I'm a put my work in
Get in where I fit in (Cause I hustle!)
Seven days of the week (I hustle!)

on the daily
Real life
Ain’t no reason to cap
Nigga play me
Then I’m busing the strap
7 bullets
Hit yo ass like a crap
Jack town
By the of a map
Cold world
Nigga

it as a sign on how
Im living my life
Who can I trust
I put my faith in the lord
My soul is protected by
The shield and the sword
This right here my

to get caught up
By any police

I want to stop them
Then rob them and

Cut them Chop down
All they trees

These nigga turn
Into a virus Ima
Leave them in

that I have ever seen, 
         -for they're killing men & women for the wearing of the green...

(7.35) /Written by Leeson O'Keeffe /
            'THE

92 of ‘em wack
Call 9 double 1, I'm serving the streets crack
I'm a 90's baby, the 90's made me
The golden age of rap was when I was born, man that

the 7th of Feb 
We 13th March out

Man ah top tier
When mi role thru the street 
With the dog and the sign dey beware
Man ah top tier 
Thru mi rev up them

jealous
Cos I do alright
If I am walking with a girl often ends in a street fight

123 baby look at me I'm a king I'm on top of the world
And when I step

you i was grinding with out nothing
I did it by myself a half of ball and an onion
My youngins in the streets hope you niggas make it out
Its all love

by the look got these niggas shook
I'm a vet and you steady rook
Posted on the scene, sippin' lean
That promethazine sippin' on codeine
Play with Jesus