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Sooo Much Style

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

times (times)
Supplied by the vibes, here's a run wild style
They can't match, in the back of my vocab batch
If you can enter, take the stash, nigga,

Snack Attack

Godley & Creme

Ismism

1981

from the food
So I lie on my back in the dark in the nude
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
But if the Devil dragged me down to the kitchen
I

Let's Roll

Boot Camp Clik

The Chosen Few

2002

sound off
Just trynna live this, back bone the business
BCC is the click and, y'all can't get with
Nothing them boys spitting
Cause y'all like female

Da Blow

Lil Jon

Crunk Juice [Chopped and Screwed]

2004

bitch, yeah, I'm back up on tha scene
If you wanna get high you should fuck wit Gangsta Boo
I be turnin' niggas out, watch how fast I turn you
Into

to bring rhymes
Rappers is dime a dozen like
The cars in Trading Times
This is the shit I'm
Not the ordinary cracker, i'm the Ritz
Step back Jack or collide

that, make him kick back
Probably mad, cause he not gettin' his bitch back
All he talkin' money, bitch, I never chit-chat
Like, bitch, come and get your

the Holy Ghost surrounding me
Like the police tape at a murder scene
You all know what's coming up
The combo with the uppercut
So like me you should double

to the bone marrow
Black widow tap on your eyelids
Clip rip through your bitch catch her carcass on the floormat
I don't care where you been
I don't care what

myself.
I've been lost but now I'm found.
Don't give up on me now.

I've been lost but now I'm found.

Fade to black,
the scene's over, I'll run for cover.

but it's nowhere to be found
Then all my doubts all my dreams start flickering scene by scene
Like an action movie trailer, and I don't know what it

the city life long

Now I'm back in my town

I'm no king mo ta gunda

Keti pani chaina

Bike pani chaina

Mo ta billai pare yaha

I've lost so much

Cause I

broke a bitch, I started pimpin
This yellow bone bad, but she look like a Simpson
I'ma cut the bitch off, kick her out, she don't listen
This Glock in my

When that moving truck pull up and that door fly open
Like a scene outta movie happening in slow motion
My entrance is overdramatic full of emotion

side
Mr. Reaper by the night
Bones go on the scythe
Take the light from out your eyes
I'd keep my distance yes I bite
I tried
Still don't give a fuck

watch for you trip 
Surrounded by real don't fuck with the phony 
I'm smoking that gas that premium only 
If yellow her bone then dark is her tone 
If

Covered by the dead, brown leaves
Color of a cream, large as a flat screen
Bunch of bones scattered all over the scene
They were a crown to a king
Now they

wasn't born with no one hand-in-hand
You'd think they was on Acid way they asked for a second Chance
I don't care bout the awards that's what I mean by

this alone?
Am I some sort of stupid to go and bury my bone?
But I've been blending into the scenery back home
It's time that I'd found something other

puttin' in work, uh
Phone goin' off chirp, chirp (Brr)
Your bitch wanna bone, skrt skrt (Skrt, skrt, skrt) (I'm 'bout to pull up)
Dope nigga with dope dick

Wake up, from a dream
Black’n White, grey (and everythin’ in between) paint the scene
I look in the mirror and see a stranger looking back at me
This

pity, c'mon)
I ignore you when you send a message to me
I don't know why
But there's something in my bones that tells me not to reply
There's no reason

Front Row

K-Otix

Universal

to gleam
Like we said in the club
Just to see or be seen
If you're up in the scene
And the scene is thick
And you can't cooperate
Then it's best to flip
With

Back in those days, back in my end
We would bro-down, every weekend
I miss those times, I miss those skins
I had to ask, do I miss my friends?

Love Is Love

AZ

Pieces of a Man

1998

we follow, others found 'em difficult
I guess it's obvious
As to what my hobby is
The root of all evil, pollute the scene niggas by the kids