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thun thun thun
You got one hundred guns
All I need is one
Mama's favorite sone
I just turned 19
She said she a pisces
I don't know what that means
Will

nigga, writing' yo' death like a poet
GKB, I'ma kill bout my name, n you know it
GKB, I'ma kill bout my gang, n you know it
Want 31, I'ma put down da gun

symétriquement
Disent qu'le Rap n'est
Qu'un divertissement, direct
Ils s'branlent
Teste pas ce serait une perte de temps
'teille de Jack
Verre de champ', faut

relations 
Of mothers that carry the pain 
Of blood stained streets where sisters mourn and wail 
Big brothers been slain from hails of gun fire 
It

land
Met een andere ams
Doe een andere dans we veranderen man

M'n jus die is Frans comme des garçons
We komen met guns I IS ze weten al lang
Ik ben

Ibile
[Beat by-
Ayiiii
, ah, lo-
Ah, ah, omo Sydney talker
Khaid, khaid
Jen mo, Jen mo

Oya wait [Kilowi], pause [Kiloso
Te ba n wa scammer ke ma

Slow Down

Snoop Dogg

Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told [Clean]

1998

don't need no gun
But it's the nineties, and n****s don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump

You don't want to get

I went to Rags N Riches
Yea Bad bitches
Like a nigga don't know ride around clock a gun, overload
Takin the perkies I do it for show, clock a bitch

Wake They Shit Up

B-Legit

Practice Makes Paper

2019

down but some don't think about they dudes
They loved ones, they cousins, they next of kin
They mommies, they daddies, they baby mamas and they kids

chasing the fake is not a day job o so many turn down so many fuck ups o but to make am no be one day mama gan ti so say that’s why I call on jehovah kin le

got my issues with all kind of things
Obsolete, will my kins come fly wit me like Dominque
East side nigga, and he from Tennessee
Cheese, it's me
See

seen my uncle by da junkies
I dropped out of college family think ima flunky 
My pops understood dat real hustlers love money 
My mama know damn well she

ponkere
Omo pelu class omo olomo t'ole po ko le
Omo ti ko ni ki n ma gun okada kin ma mu mo ko le
Ebina, omo can I have fried rice and chicken
Omo t'oma so

high in here
(Light it up)
Yeah she taking off her clothes, getting hot in here
(Get hot)
N***** gun model flexin', get popped in here
(Why you doin'

the hate 
I got love for my kinfolk 
Ima ride for the guys 
We dividing up the pies 
And the limit is the sky
And a n**** on the rise 
Im my mama's only son

no load
Did it all with my kin
Did it all for my folk
I am the top gun
I'm Tom Cruise
And I don't ever need a take two
Nobody could ever fit in my

(Honorable C N.O.T.E.)
Go

Trap god, started this trap shit, you need to thank me (yeah)
Lil' knucklehead sun valley youngster, mama tried

your ass out!
Caught my ex creeping on the counter
Mama not the one
I got the gun
I'm letting rounds off...Bang!
Got so damn good at rappin
Now I guess I

Rose how you feeling right now
Lately you been spinning like a ceiling fan too
Easy misconception for a villain right now
Kid boo but feeling like

the face of domination, rose the phoenix of the free,
Fearless spirits never breaking, on and all bound by unity.

Can't ya hear the war cry..? Piercing

Agbara ti n gun rapper yin,
mode mope aato te
Timba tun ni kinka emi ton gbe'nu mi walai aato ten
Mo n fun won je steady you self no go fit deny
Agidi

wont commit
Unless its real
If the penny's worth the meal
My best 'blue steal' cant stop a gun
My hittas we brave
We're so brave
Brave oo
That's on mama

Old trauma manifests to new pain
And pain manifests to dreams of a new range
He knows about the struggle, he knows about the pavement
He rose from

anywhere, Ima beat it everyday
Ouh muane la oh oh oh
Wesh my baby que passa oh
Mu ba groove baby oh oh oh
Plus agressive je n’en voie pas
Mama ouh Step by