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up, nigga)
You know me by gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

You know (you know)
I don't (you know)
Give a fuck (give a fuck)
Fuck that nigga,

Some people need to learn to just stay in they lane
I don't do this shit for money I don't do this shit for fame
Cause I do this shit for myself not

for the moment, we ain't speakin'
She with her man, she'll be back by the weekend
I'm fuckin' all these hoes to the weekend
I'm partyin', and going out

a simp
Son I'm a pimp
Clairvoyance tell me ama hit it till she gone limp
This dick and Imp
She smell like shrimp still going in
Here for the win, ain't

diddy how i make the bands 
Move my city wit evasive plans 
Landscape elaborate who cant complain
Paying for the water you create the land
Fistful of gold

to go get you
All my niggas sending shots with the pistol
All these bad bitches, yeah I don't miss em'
I'm going hard for the fam, go get it
Hundred thou

Walk with this drip, I know what I want, I'm prolly gone drown
If I'm going up, then im gonna fly, and you going down
Checking my wrist for the time,

was dealing

Gotta gold rollie it's been bussing out the box 
Man that nigga think he safe his man giving me the drop
We gon line his ass up he don

Mama Said Knock You Out [Not Used in Film]

The Waking Hours

Idle Hands

1999

Don't call it a comeback 
I've been here for years 
I'm rocking my peers 
Puttin' suckers in fear 
Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon

Mama Said Knock You Out

Apolitiq

Operation Beatbox

1996

Don't call it a comeback 
I've been here for years 
I'm rocking my peers 
Puttin' suckers in fear 
Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon

sounds like fun
Always straight on
Step by step, don't think web
Don't think more
You are sure
Going and run
Sounds like fun
Don't think more
Always

I'm known for punchin' bitches
In the fuckin' brain, do wanna give me some?
No you don't? Why you won't? Oh, you're a fuckin' nun
Didn't mean

Turn me up
Had to put the phone on DND for the night I'm blowing up again
Yeah yeah
Any kind of love on this side really just be coming going with

Tonight we getting white girl wasted
I’ll drop a pin send you my location
Just hit my line when you by the station
But no going live it’s a private occasion

and a heart full of gold
God crafted you for me, girl, that's all I know
Got my heart in my pocket, keys by the door Going anywhere, far, got my pedal

Uhhhh ayeee look uhhh
It's Talo
Keep it going just tell me your issue
And this shit going up I don't need me a missile
My diamonds a crystal

real heavy but y’all talking light, kid

Older than some of my role models
Looking down, I’m going full throttle
Pouring out a couple gold bottles
For

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My Regiment

Skull Duggrey

These Wicked Streets

1998

that TSO was cased in cement 
You fuck around wit us it's going to be some turbulence 
I told you that TSO was cased in cement 
You don't won't

wanna say bye
Rather have you by my side
Rather our hands reaching by
Rather have you by my side

Wonder where we're going 
We don't wanna know it
Say you

to play
I still thank God that I live to see a different day
Now you should know Jesus Christ died for you and me
So without the Holy Ghost you don't wanna

spun, let's have fun
I like to have fun by the ton
Roads, places, avenues, streets
I'll walk a mile for a funky beat
I put these words in a special order

I don't want to die but I'm going to
Got a lot of s*** that I'm going through
Sorry if I'm boring you
You got your own s*** yeah of course you do
You

of a sudden I see a broad I'm feelin'
Grab her by the arm
Tell her pause for a minute
Can we talk for a minute?
Get lost for a minute?
I tell the DJ, "Cut