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Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

gon' hit yo' ass up. 
You know where we comin' from 
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it

betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up
You betta' raze it up

(Fredro Starr)
Right NOW, we gonna hit you up with the joints like BOW
Blast nasty
Fight pow

I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate

Suckas Need Bodyguards

Gang Starr

Hard to Earn

1994

and
Beware when I'm making hits with Premier and
Rolling to a spot near you, lyrics tear through
Chrome to your dome you better watch your rear view
Niggas

(Bongo By The Way)

Uh, got killers in LA that take your life in a New York minute
Uh, flying across the Atlantic with a bitch from across

Westbrook boy he bricked it
Satan is the only name I got up on my hit list
Young gaff the name hop on the train before you miss this
Young gaff the name hop

down since I had a lil taste
Buying it twice just to capture a brace
See by the smile that I put on your face
That this beat going hard you ain't skippin

certain it's likely
Around, no doubt, my friend

It's a hit and run, oh no
Double-crossed by a neon pill
Like a loaded gun, my love
Double-crossed,

Fayette County teen after he was hit and killed by a suspected drunk driver
Russell Logan, just 16 years old, a student at Starr's Mill High School

the time-being

And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by...
When the Beatles Hit America
When

Initiated

2Pac

Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back

1998

gon' hit yo' ass up. 
You know where we comin' from 
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it

I Ain't New Ta This

Ice-T

Home Invasion

1993

dome, I hit quick as a pugilist
Ugh, ah, what's up? Now your eyes swoll'
Thought I went soft, cause my records went gold
(Sucker) Buster, you'se a -

When them niggas sending shots
They shootin' to get the spot
That I'm in, nigga (Ha ha ha)
You know what it is when I spin the block
(Ah) uppin' this

have a cat lick a shot? It's
The spot where you grab ya 'Gnac
I have a cat lick a shot? Niggas shot
The mag'll clap it's sad
I never knew where my dad

culture
Trying to get the chip
While I'm the one to coach ya
Stick em up
Don't be a victem to the murder
Live by the gun
Then you die by one
Bitch niggas

Bust a bullet on the chart till we hit the top
Nigga not too thick, the fold, I'm dipped in gold
You half a gram niggas, can never slam niggas
What part

Fuck Dat

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

at the club, time to hit the floor 

Outside I got the infa, in the Ferrari cockpit 

Fuck partyin with y'all, we already got shit 

You rockless, nina you

Woke up i holla at bro told him hop in the car
In the back yeah we Finna get blown
Get to the spot N we chillin we lookin at hoes
He like yeah lemme

to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell

with snipers and blickies, don't panic
Smokin' my who? Don't get bodied on camera
Didn't throw the blicky inside the Atlantic
He ain't gon' make it,

Live in this muthafucker!
Thug Pound, biatch!
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein
You know, bitch
The whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit

throw 'em a westside, aint no thang,
we was raised off drive by's, brought up to bang,
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific,
we control all cash, from

heard me spit they were like wow
I been by my lonely on this FL, playin with this camera
Now we stuntin' on yo bitch ass you ain't playin wit no hammer

eyes
(Your eyes, your eyes)
I just wanna see you tonight, night
When we catch a vibe (What now?)
Maybe we can hit the 405
Hypnotized by the lights
Man,