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3 Stripe Killaz

Made Men

Classic Limited Edition

1999

black silver tab Levi, stay high 
Buy the around in a gray five 
I call my niggas on my hands feet, voice recanition
Recognize by high park camition

No Diggity [Radio Edit]

Dr. Dre

No Diggity [#1]

1996

City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a mo-f- thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring

A water gun emoji
Got it in my pocket pocket
Bitch I ain't no chicken
Watch me how I cock it cock it
I been going crazy
Red does not mean stop it

of underdog  It's the finest one from down  South of fucking seoul  Got box of raw roughing emcees  If you please I'm gon stop  But crew gon feast hold your

Punk to grunge, Trying to expunge
Memories of spaceships blowing up
I was a South Dakota sophomore eating my lunch
Made GenX stronger, effed us up

venue, they had to put me on in that wild house
Dropped a few bangers, sum mid songs that was a mile south
But Exit 33 got me driving to a higher route

my head questioning who gone rock on my way to state road 95 south 
In the F politicking with niggas
Fucking up the Benard's throw the lunch out 
Had

there's no love here
I get by
I get by
I get by
Inside my mind
But now it's time
To go outside
And now it's time to free my mind
Free my heart and soul

I'm just standing there by her side 
Enjoyed the night with the new bride 
When her pretty friend from the south came up 
We went with Pam's husband

The Gates of Death Pt1 & 2
Written by F. Schelbert

I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue

The Gates of Death Pt1 & 2
Written by F. Schelbert

I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue

and fine
Insomnia asking me, are you f-ing kidding me?
3 hours journey, pinky sand view by right side of wheel

It's hue, it's blue, such a virtue
No place

Quick Fixes
Written by: Robert Steven Cooper, Daniel Clay and Aaron Austin
Performed by: South of Royal
Key: F# Major / BPM: 92

Get the numbers,

of the giant
Tell me this then
What happened to the cars flying, Tesla bro
Is there really intelligent life on Mars, extra terrestrial
Do people get abducted by

built by design
Had to focus, and open up my eyes
I seen the truth, fuck 12, free the guys
Mula, Bapo, Q, and J-Beast
Fuck the F.B.I., thuggin till I die

like Kobe, the 8th one be seen
Fade it like Kobe, the background is green
Haters be pressed, I just do it for me
Haters be pressed, give a f*** if you

the crew
What you mean the crew
Bring it by the step
Ain't in school
But you know they got the rest
And they up in the south
Maybe up in the east
But

grow it
I farm it, I till it
Don't it twisted 
I'm all Red Hilla
Born in the South 
That's summer and winter
Fully rounded - A perfect center
We cover

He Lay

Twista

Twista Presents New Testament 2K: Street Scriptures

2001

lay, he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay

L E G I T Ballaz
Screamin' stop killin' for dollars
From G I, from

everything I'm doing, God (please)
I want to but I cannot stop

I got lot of ties
Yeah, I'm good for life 
South, south, southside 
Yeah, I can spot your lies

representing mid south
No doubt about it I'm outta control
You can see me comin flossing and turnin
Weed burnin swangin 4s

(Chorus x 2)
That's how we roll
In

on the mountain better read between the lines
Twenty-five eight we was made for the grind
Third eye open I can see all the lies
And I will never stop until

the streets you know it rings bells
You know we got packs we're going to send by mail
Had to take this shit up a notch
They told me no, and I couldn't go stop

cannot Stop singing this song It's going down

This government collapsed
This 24 no gas electricity
Tartary's on hide Amarukha disguised
By those lying