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Boyz N Tha Hood (G-Mix)

Eazy-E

Eazy-E Tri-Pack

2010

up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit)

Verse Two:
Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace
He said my man JD is on free-base

the bank neighbors smell the
Cali fragrance like I live in the bank

Yea fuck how you feel my bitch
My mommas still struggling fuck how
We was ain't no love

red when I came out the blue
I'ma walk right by like I ain't got a clue
I'ma do me, you can do you, boo
I'm sick and tired of lying to you
And if

boy tried run he ain't put up a fair fight
I'm smoking on jugg shit getting my head right
I go up the gates tryn' take me a life
How the fuck is yall

on the gram
I did time in a jam
I got in whips I had to cram
My brothers in uh lamb
My dad say he Uncle Sam
They claim it's love but the feelin' bland
With my

bonds
But if you ain't bout the digits then you can't come along
I'm a long way gone
I try my best to go above and beyond
Day by day it goes on
I get

long days
I had less than long days
You ain't help me turn no pages
I did this by my damn self
I had to get my name lit
Thought I had a mud brother, why

kissing my teeth
I walked in the spot and she already geeked
I'm wearing a mask but I ain't tryna ski
Bro don't got a car but he movin' a key
Can't fuck

finished on the cross,
He really Did it, Did it,
To get the gospel to the lost, 
You know I'm Wit it, Wit it,
This ain't only lyrics in a song, 
I really

or fuck yo lady if he had the chance
Lord forgive me for my sins
I'm just tryna meet my ends
They a snake you just to win
That's why I ain't got no friends

it like men, nigga I ain't ever hiding

I'm in that Bentley, me and my youngest son
He too young to understand but we still having our one-on-one

Speak on my name, you must be trippin' like, who is he
You know the gang don't go for nothin', they gon' go get em

I ain't a rapper when I'm steppin'

It's over
(Tommy) That new new

We've come a long way on this rap path
The shooters in these streets swear
We live and die rap
These brothers lie

searching for a cell or rope
To trap em up or hang em
Cloths in closet u on hangers
Life we live ain't up for taking
Cut from shit no Hannah baker
On my momma

cutter ride
All that popping on the net lil pussy boy that's how yo brother died
That boy know he soft he ain't nun he some butterflies
Hop inside

(Mhmm, Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm)
Im wit my Brother nigga, Yea
(Yea, Yea, Yea)
That boy a bitch, Yea he gone fuckin' get it
If I see the target, Line my shot up

Rip Gu
Rip LeeLee
Rip Ms Audrey
Rip JoJo
Love Yall

I lost my brother it opened my eyes
Some nights i would sit there and wonder and cry
You never

to worry bout shit
Remember 12 raided the house I was a Jit'
Took my brother took my sister yeah that shit ain't right
I was kid I ain't have to see that

THE MILITARY.
MISS BRIGGS: WELL THERE MUST BE SOME ADULT IN CHARGE OF HER!
CARLY: MY OLDER BROTHER, SPENCER.
MISS BRIGGS: OH, YES.  THE ARTIST.
CARLY: HE'S

gives Randal Pink a pledge
Sheet for football that says
He can't do drugs while
Benny's making a paddle
Jodi begs the guys not to
Hurt her brother Mitch

twerk and promote it
I drop by the hood just to slide in my tokens
And make sure the trap keep on rolling
Been striking all week I ain't bowling
What you

at, They heart stopped working
Now this shit get scary
It cold in Lil' Holly, damn Smith missing
Like the Grinch Stole Christmas 
I been working on my

And the socks with the holes, now deck the halls
With boughs of holly, "Who's calling?"
I'm Hollyhock Horseman and the story just shocked me
My brother's a creep,

Shades of Gray [DVD]

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

Live from Austin TX [DVD]

2004

We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown 

We were so