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need another son
Let alone to have the bitch's husband come clutching guns
Plus it's fun to come inside your neighbor's wife
With your favorite knife

'bout bitches bein' your sons
How you take my '09 jail tweet and run?
Talkin' about bringin' knives to a fight with guns
When the only shot you ever

Spoonin' Rap

Spoonie Gee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

and then keep it to myself
So no one's gonna know what I'm doin' to you
Not your sister, brother, niece, nor your mother, father too"

And take that

Love Rap

Spoonie Gee

The Best of Enjoy Records

1989

no one's gonna know what I'm doin' to you
Not your sister, brother, niece, nor your mother, father too"

And take that y'all
And don't stop
You

dodged the bullet that killed a cashier
My homie told me to come with him to the mass yea
Them brothers said "Don't go from written bars filled with rage

Gladiator
John John in the motherfuckin' booth
With my brother the
Fucking gladiator every time we in this
Bitch, day one shit
A1 shit big homie tell

Great John on the beat, by the way
Live by the gun, you die by the judge,  nigga
Shooter get, shooter get shot
Yeah, you know that? Huh? yeah

living and I'm never giving in
I got life by the throat, and this suckers givin in
I hear the lies your tellin, as if I'm gonna give

me
This ain't no Dorothy
And them mistaken
For no Toto
You'll get your shorty killed
By niggas that's trained to go though
Smoke weed every day
Count

I might be ugly but my car handsome
I might be the realest man out and some
Take your hands and raise it for the anthem

I'm riding round like I'm big

no panda sticks like bamboo catch a opp and going Rambo
WTF you got that gun for, boy yo bitch ass ain't gone blow
Catch yo ass up by that store
Up

grace
This word's amazing brothers we've been called to yell it
They're gonna shoot at your head if you have no helmet
The grace that is within us we've

You know what the fuck going on
NLE muhfuckin' Choppa
The Top Shotta, you hear me?
I stand on top of shit
We doin' this shit, ayy (go, get him,

and mad guns
Nothing to lose make it big or make the news
Take your pick, I got shit under both shoes
So I'm clocking
Because opportunity don't come

Cannon

T.I.

Live from the Trap

2007

The strap 
The gun 
The tool 
The motherfuckin' (cannon).
Other words I'm the real, for real
We can go check for check or bill for bill,
We can go chick

brothers to ball 
You never ran off on a plug wit a bullet proof on cuz u know he shoot like John wall 
You ain’t go to class in the streets 
He ain’t gon

Uh Oh
LMG Bitch
Weed S. Bitch
Veeh Lil'Monsterpull
Show out
Takeoff
Lets show out
Uh Oh
Uh Uh Uh Oh
It go uh oh
Gun smoke
Blunt smoke
Don’t choke
Who

and most these niggas, they gon' hate

Got that car that my uncle died, wish I could take back
Man, man, grab your gun and grab your mask and then go

out
I'm the H-O-R-R, the N-E-Y, the rest is F-L-Y
You see, I go by the code of the master of the dicks
And my penis will tell you why
You see it's

the bullets go la la la la la
Make the bullets go la la la la la
Yo you looking at the face of death
Gun shots make a bet
First nigga take a step
Pistols where

Mother Ghetto

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

him
They put the green light out, know how the game go
Niggas die for they colors, gotta respect the rainbow
Take John through the slums just to get

with me
You can
Hang up your raps now or hang in a choke
I'd rather
Hang by my neck than hang because of my throat
New York City in the building nigga

part play your role
Imma show you how it go
Imma tell you what it is (What it)
Just incase you didn’t know (Nah)
I wanna be great (Yeah)
I wanna beat

when your brother lost the damn load

If you really fuckin' with him, slide it on the low
It don't matter where he go, just drop off the load
North,