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with a grip
And if you get to set trippin I'm ah have to split yo wig
Bang bangin hoo ridin when you roll with us
Ain't no sucka livin here when it's

through the legs
Hit em' with a lil' step back and a fade away
Later man, no matter what state I'm in, I play to win
Run a pick 'n roll, run a pick 'n pop

been on the road damn ten toes(boyyy)
I'm robbing peter to pay paul(yesss)
I know y'all wey go want more (ehe)
Y'all wey go want more (bang)

This that

her name 
Told her I'm glad that you came 
She slide for that d*ck in the rain 
Tooly on me don't get slain 
I'm In This b*tch with the bang 
I'm in

to god
I make it out alive
(Aye)
Stacking these Ps
While I'm getting more gs
My homies, lined up
Yeah, rinse n repeat, (rinse n repeat)
Spinning the block

the opposite of low,
Frozen face mouth cold, pass by heads roll,
I’m ray charles to the trolls n
I got my lawyer on hold, oh

I just cashed a hunnid from

Made out of the hardest steel, mankind has ever made
Forged to rock, born to roll, a fire in our soul

Ooooh, Ooooh

Packed the bags, fueled up

Jasmine

Carl Thomas

Life Story [Clean]

1999

rolls too god and walked right behind em
So where ever they go it won't be hard to find em
I keep a guard you now I thought I better
Plus I keep the stash

Here We Are/Go Kill 'em

Tha Dogg Pound

Dillinger & Young Gotti

2001

this gang-bang life we lead
You can't hang, nigga die and bleed
Murder won't stop 'til every buster and sucker drop
Fuck the cops, stop me from

N.Y.C.

Easy Mo Bee

Now or Never: Odyssey 2000

2000

Chorus (Kool G. Rap)
N.Y. City, crime around me, drug dynasties
Death and robberies 
On the dark blocks where bodies bleed
Jake inside

Heavy

Jaylib

Champion Sound

2003

Every day, another buck, another hustle
Cakin up, rake in ducks by the busloads
Wakin up, gotta go for the gusto
Ain't shit up but showin how to touch

or drop it
I rock it and chop, chop, to chop it
And screw it, that's how I do it
Change up and bring up the pace little by little
Hell bent on being heaven

Thought you were smugglin' moon rocks
A man named Bundy got fuel in his socks

Your brain hurts in a post-Klatuu earth
I say take me to your reefer
Then

The Devil Gets Funky

Esham

Judgement Day, Vol. 2

1992

me to move ya soul
The I rock n roll to the next phase
I'll make ya ears bleed blood on the air waves
I think the rythym died, I tried to resurrect it

discontent
You whole look at me like a ship’s command
Would have once engaged but
I have since repent

And I’m just living my life stride by
Stride I rock

goes out to all those old school rock and roll homies
Lemmy drinking Jack and Coke down at the Rainbow
Rick James and some Mary Jane
Keep a young wigger

and I won't blow my pistol
He tweak, these GLEs come down the street, and I roll down the window
Shit, I ain't tryna kill nobody just tryna make it home

I’m on a mission, don’t need permission
Rock and roll, gonna go, following a vision
Crank it to eleven, everybody sweatin’
Back beat, getting me,

Dollars and Dro
Ain't no way (uh-un) can't ever be broke
Yea it's stuck on my mind like a broken record
Roll up two in a game that's a double-decker
Pull up

a C-E-O
Paid, know you see the glow, pay just to see me flow
Gang, you know how we roll, bang, bodies on the floor 
Dropping those dominoes, time to go,

Where you at Brothers Johnson? Where you at Funkadelic? Where you at Earth Wind and Fire?
Bang those speakers, adjust those Alpines
We keepin' it

they call rock & roll 

I sang from my heart but to you it's whatever and 
Connecting the dots seems to last forever 
And we sang ""alright"" at the end

pressure drops I remain a hard knock
Bitch from off the block where everybody got they shit cocked
I rock that icy shit and roll with cut throats
Ghetto wise

rather rock Hanes, cause the designer ain't my worth
She wanna me brain think I love her
But it hurts cause I know all these women say they love me for