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Tremendous

Sicx

If These Walls Could Talk

survival, liabale, to burn up every bible
'Cause ain't no fuckin wit my style, dial 1-800-fuck-it
'Cause I'm zoned up out my mind,
And based on the notion

blow a candle, forty on my hip Imma shoot it like Randle
Step outside keep ya head onna swivel or get ya fuckin face blown off by a random
If you owe you

outta your mind, you think you fuckin' with us
Suck on these nuts, bitch, hang it up, this game is over

Puffin' loosies, watchin' I Love Lucy with

the schemas
When you fuckin' wit da gawd
When I ride I glide, wit a sword on my side
Whether day or the night
You don't wanna collide, motherfucker
You wanna

(Comrades) bitches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
Fuckin' with the midst of my comrades
(Comrades)

See by now the way this shit is situated

Can You Hang?

Lunasicc

A Million Words, A Million Dollars

1998

wit my posse bangin' the curb 
Young psycho wit the ghetto bible I'm bringin' the word 
Sicc, Tay, an Ager Man out to do big thangs 
Top dollaz

meat
Fuckin wit just, that's like swimmin in shit's creak
Wit diarrhea, oh mamma mia
Skills is ill, real faster than a cheetah
In a jungle, and i'mma

lasers, my diamonds like light sabors
Glocks save us down here, like God's prayer
I could turn it up when I want, I'm petty wit' it
Shorties know exactly

[Baby]
Too many playa hatin niggas in this world

[the B.G.]
That's why we ride through this world wit da black girl

[Baby]
Keep my nina for self

Let me get down when I rock the, the, the
Doug, this shit ain't got no fuckin' drums in it man
Damn, why don't you put some fuckin' drums in

Another Nigger in the Morgue

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped

1991

Let me get when I rock the, the, the
This shit ain't got no fuckin' drums in it man
Daym, wht don't you put some fuckin' drums in the music
So I

They done freed Lady Wee welcome home sis
This song was inspired by Mozzy
It's y'all versus us you don't know what you up against
We ain't them you

drugs
All the bad bitches be fuckin wit us



All my friends are dead
Fuckin it up
We might come fuck it up all in yo club 
I got these bitches who wanna

is you
Tried to tell me that ya home girl seen me out
Well who the fuck I'm wit
I was by myself so fuck that stupid bitch
Only thing they wanna see us

wit' a love boy
Fool's gold, no talkin', interrupt joy
Don't be fooled by the drugs boy, ooh
Perky thirty feel like love boy, ooh
Bitch keep fuckin wit

y'all like Tetris
Got grooves
Got new dope for the left
Let em get some room

Let me get some room
Let me get my dudes in this bitch
Let me get a fuckin

back shots his main gon lick it off
Freaky ass bitches playin wit it watched me swap it off
You think you fuckin wit big Monte nigga knock it off
You can

It's Murda

Irv Gotti

Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc.

2002

got cookies change
And fame just a way of making plans
Ho's been hollerin my name (Santana)

I never been fuckin wit no snitches still
Quick wit

clicking on all the above

No, they can't fuck wit' us
No, they can't fuck wit' us (No)
No, they can't fuck wit' us
No, they can't fuck wit' us

(Ayy!)

Just Another Crazy Click

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 3

2001

fuck wit us, bitch see It's the buggaz of the west, bust a trick, make em' bleed Through his neck, through his back, nigga, cover them hoes Ain't nuttin

ain’t alone when you feeling alone
Man I promise I go through the same stuff
I can do bad by myself
I can do good wit no help
Ain’t nobody lookin for love

Niggas must not never
Heard no motherfuckin' track off
A Death Row niggas death Row, WESTSIDE
Let's get it on
Daylight or fuckin' nightbreak mOB
Go into

aye
Function wit the posse baby
Meet me in the lobby baby
I been sippin' on this drank and this done got me faded baby
Tell me if you know that (know

happens imma go MJ Bad on these niggas
Fuckin' wit me imma cook you like ah tender
Make ya switch genders give ya back to yo sender
If you don't like me