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juice, call this shit a baby bottle
Had a white bitch suck me off, cost eighty dollars
Opps see me and they say that I'm a scary person
I'm a cop killer

opportunity killer, duck when they come for your folks
Nahhh, nah man, you don't want that smoke
Shit is deeper than a flex, coke, hoes, and dope
You want a rep

Beef

Crazy

Please Don't Kill Me

murdered by a Dope fiend
I'm from a city full of killers
And they all snakes
The same nigga that'll smoke your ass will run up to your place
But in your

Push

Gary Jules

Greetings from the Side

1998

Don't you know nobody lives here 
By choice anymore
Don't you know no one rides for free
Don't you know there's nothing
That's just pretty like

a prophecy
Live a lottery, shut up, massive mynogany

(Gambino)

I got my nigga ???? black, killer black in the world again
Holdin me down with 4 pounds

bodies unidentified
Like aliens tailed by the feds try and
Run and hide my alias
I paid dues and debts but
Ya'll don't have none do it for ends
Do it

choice now I had to leave for good
I packed a bag the few things I own
Deal gone bad will never leave me alone"

"I heard a dozen cars creep by

sinfully biblically
Loved by killers
Who gives a fuck who’s the greatest rapper
Alive as-long as Chino’s the illest!

Fuck a silent Revolution, soldier
I'm

mentality is gettin' iller, killer
Instinct that's tryin' to infiltrate, but wait
I know you want to enter but I can't let you in
My mindstate's

Yeah, you know this game
A nightmare sometimes, man
Real talk, we still tryin' to
Live our dreams out though, you know

This lil' nigga named Jamal

the world with my goons
We're an invincible team
My hitters are mean
Killers and guerillas that scheme
Killing machines ready to die
By living the dream

[Yukmouth]
I live the life of a hoodlum
Take ten paces, turn around and shoot 'em
Concrete Budda
We threw 'em in the creak to loose 'em
Streets

Who's the Man

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

fo' - do
Any one of my cars or truck made by Lincoln
Peel out on every block - wheel rubber still stinkin
Don't run up on me too quick, you better

Do You Like Scarry Movies

Ganksta N-I-P

Psycho Thug: South Park

1999

a life, an eye for a brain
While cats in the mortuary seem untamed
Kinda scary, Sleepin' by them graveyard bones
It's just the way they just sit in

to pace it
It's some shit we can't change just face it
We ain't trying get even when we up on that score we gon real live raise it
I grew up with them pimps

They wasn't ready for the play
I rolled the ball over
I made some killers stand in line
I had a barcode
They was waitin' for me to blow
Up like a star

lives are, and try and pass it off by driving a fast car, or wearing a fucking leopard-skin pill-box hat?

You are not Chapman or Dylan
Go take a look in

killer in the car, he don't miss when he's drunk
So it's best if you're causin' no fuss (no fuss)
One for these washed up olders
You still live at your

shitty
Nobody gets looser than this producer
Coordinate tracks that's live, three or four cars to ride
Oh, coming out of L.A. regulating the West coast

these hoes
Little do he know, i got her lo'
Soon as this bitch walk out the store
I'm hopping out cars and letting it blow
Now we gone, smash the gas, he

a trillion fam
No fluke, no incident
Don't you ever think the only killer is Cam
I'm sicker with a stick than Sam
When he's chasing a buddy
Letting off