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My Gang Ain't The Same,
My gang run the game,
My gang bout that bang,
My gang gon blow yo brain,
Walk'em up close range,
My Gang Ain't The Same,
My

that's a damn shame
Niggas get a little fame, hood saying that you changed
So they hear that lil' bang, bang, critics saying that you dope

But the only

Telling my tale like I'm by the fire
Living lavish like I'm jewish need to feel like the messiah
Been after my peers I'm talking bout Hatem
Batman making

to a dancer
Niggas want beef
Till we put you on a banner
Yeah this is the way that we live
Cut off so many it is what it is
Swear imma die by this chain I admit

Ultimate Satisfaction

Field Mob

Release Therapy

2006

hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me drift off get ya nodoz
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try

pullin' gimmicks 'causе they
Scared to rap, ayy
Funny how they shook, ayy
Got these niggas shook
Pullin' back the curtain by
Myself, take a look, ayy
I'm

here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound

where panties, hoes

If I'm ridin' by you gonna see it bitch bring it
I'm the freshest in my city and I mean it bitch bring it
I bring lighting from

I'm putting my heart on the line, got doubt in my mind
I'm putting it all Into rhyme, I'm bound by the time
My eyes on the clock, a glass

you stay by 
Feel me when I'm in the clouds
 call me head high

Saying don't you cry
Saying damn baby please don't cry
Everytime I look inside
I feel

motels
Handin' out their colored fliers
Lookin' for some help
But If I don't have it all by now
Don't push away my cloud
It's rainin' overhead
I know I

Themselves out, ya' touch Grass
Give a big hand and a bow Are you on cloud nine are You high right now

Showman, turn the lights on Showman, burn on bright,

that big old cloud our way
And blow that big old cloud our way

Down at the watering hole (pub) Beers a-plenty
But you can't use beer to wash your

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Hoo-Bangin': The Mix Tape, Vol. 1 [Clean]

1999

ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo

Do you want ice? Of course
Do you live life? Of Course
Burly boy by choice
No I can't fit in the Porsche
I could've played five sports
Balling in

the same hope// never came from the same boat//
my ship had whips in it big chains// we aint big spending but shit
changed// spit game like its raw my

when I spray I got 
The safety down imma be big one day selling out a crowd 
Imma make the mosh pits bang when they coming out 
They all wanna hear my

level, you can find a friendly
Goliath was killed by a sniper
Same old face different monsters
But Strength in figures make wonders
There’s a key

go I'ma bang BC (Yea)
To the girl rapping along oh you want to bang BC?
I mean you said it, you was like "I'ma bang BC" (Hmm ha ha)
Well shortie let me

a Big Bang, but I’m what came before…

Oops. I came before.
I came before the Big Bang.
I came before.
Wanna do it again?

Chop off the top and let that thing play,
Speakers gon' rock and bop and then bang..

Shorty bad and she dm'ed me
Wanna go for a drive like the DMV

MOB and it's OMB you know that's the gang
NBA if you disrespect it we gon let it bang
17 like a opera yea we gon let it sang
DEA ain't no politicking

wid all drillas
Hardcore boyz here mad like gorillas
101 we deal big not in chillers
Cricle is small and tight as fuck
All hustlers work hard no belive

day
Because by heart I am Kunta Kinte and I ball big like Segun Arinze
We got talking and yeah it feels nice
We're getting to connect I'm telling her