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some was the devil work reaper caught did em wrong 

From my hood to yo hood from my bity to yo city from state to state know you got a gangsta gone

can't get caught up

Yeah, and all my niggaz say, ride on, ride on
Yeah, and all the homies say, ride on
Yeah, and all the bitches say, ride on

I'm out

Why don't y'all just lead the way? (Yeah)
Do you wanna get money or not, do you? (do it like this)
Do you wanna get money or not, do you? (one time)

Just Us

Boot Camp Clik

The Chosen Few

2002

with the heat
The Top Dog will rhyme over any beat
Yeah, you rep for the hood, that's all to the good
My dogs get high off Henn and backwood
I got love

Killin Nigguz

MC Eiht

Death Threatz

1996

I'm tearin' up body parts, makin' it smell like what the fuck?
Don't be thinkin' you gon' catch a nigga slippin' with your shit nigga
1-5-9 times up

this song on
Its all a tactic
Look
Yall lack tactile position
Yall do too much for recognition
Yall don't think and be forgetting
Yall get stuck like

I'm sayin, outta here
Ay but it's going down cuz it's '94 you
Know by 2000 niggas gon' get fed up
(Amerikka Eatz Itz Young)
(Amerikka Eatz Itz Young)

mother struggle tryna get you fly
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches get you by
Never begged your homie for the truth and still a nigga lie
If I was born

niggas was bitches then
Y'all niggas some bitches now
Got ran up out the hood and moved to they bitches house
Ya lil mans got chipped tryna get him a lil

Dopeman Dreams

Young Jeezy

Big Bossin, Vol. 2

2018

Dodgin' cases like the Matrix, It's days I just pray
Like stop lettin' my friends get caught with cocaine
Stickin' and movin' like a boxer
I know it was

Swangin the semi
I got the drop on a enemy
I caught him slippin
I turn a suspect to a victim
I put a nigga on Fox 6
You know we gon pop shit
Push up on yo

It’s the streets or the porch you gotta pick a side
If you don’t gotta choose the streets then just enjoy the ride 
You niggas falling off fast

Bitches 2

Ice-T

O.G. Original Gangster

1991

I once knew this brother
Who I thought was cool with me
Chilled out together
Even went to school with me
Fly nigga, my ace boon coon
Used to low ride

mission
Flex got slapped with seven
'Cause he got caught in the kitchen slippin'
I held him down and sent some flowers
'Round to his missus
When she

Court Is Now in Session

Chill Rob G.

Wild Pitch Classics

1994

of getting paid by criminal means
They're having a sale on minimal dreams
Doomed to fail, they caught your tail
Your butt's in jail, you gets no bail
The scale

the glove
We got autos in the closet, got shotty under the rug
We all niggas in the hood, dog we all good
Trippin' you bitch nigga, we don’t fuck with Popo

I'm fine, I'm fine so fine
Don't nobody ask me to unwind
I'm fine, so fine
I'm good, I'm good so good
Don't nobody look under my hood
I'm good so

Then you get all this bullshit on your mind
I'm waitin' for you to talk, but you won't
Then you wait for me to react but I don't
Then you go, and I

endurance
Your homies be trippin', I don't give a fuck
I'm solvin my problems with straps that I tuck
I'm never caught slippin, no issues I duck
I call up

and get this shit off quick
You ain't from the hood, y'all don't know bout this

[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]
Aww shit, this is the part when the fight just start

Aye yeah yeah
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Yeah yeah

I'm into shits i'm good guy with a hood mind
Yeah yeah
Said i'm into shits , good guy with a hood mind
Yeah

Ayy

'Til the day I die
You know I'ma hold it down for my niggas in the cell or in the ground
'Til the day I die
Catch a case, don't make

chessers
Step out on a slidey miss' with the guys
YA loves doin' it twice
Tizzy on the back of the bike
Don't get yourself slashed
We'll fill it with bine

the folks like that, I'ma imprint their face up on my feet
Don't fuck with me, I'm Xandro by pain
You can call me Sayin' C, new Osme that I'ma have a brand