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Cannon

The Juice

Heavy Rotation Allstar Compilation, Vol. 7

2006

you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by

the Titans rose from ashes
And all the Olympians went runnin'
So if you can't fight your battles
Then you know just who to call
I will stand by your side
Until

clothes all on my body
I got the drip that you can’t even order (Uh uh)
I got a n***a right by my side (Yea!)
And you know he keep the burner
I got n

with these Guns in my hands
I been go'n through something
They don't understand
In my mental
Everything's all instrumentals
The keys drool and the bass

Euthanize my own mind
Fucking puppet i aint blue prints
For your next fucking nice true shit
Doubt creeps these grapevines
Now the rose blooms in my mind
Now

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

Lifestyle
Please don't play I'm not te nice oo
St. Nick check for naughty nice oo
I dey buss my gun I don't dey fight oo
All black my fit like thief

Lawton, AKA Deadshot
Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone
Next to him – and then a travelling shot
Of Gotham’s rooftops
Followed by Deadshot planting

the dog in the sandlot
King of the rose Im the n***a with dem lamb chops
Ready to explode like shaking up a can pop
Puffy send a n***a for the cake then

Still the Greatest

L-Burna

Thug By Nature

2001

consist of 
Bank bud the brew and the bitches 
And the bustas never could hang nigga 

Hook x4 

[Flesh~N~Bone] 
Now he better lay down 
Test me boy 
I

die lyn en die lyn is lung
Sy bars in en sy vat my hand
Sy se sy soek net n regte man
Want loyalty was shot by the gun
In this life you must be wise

[Greg Nice]	Hella hella hella 1997 style, hey hey hey hey

		What what?  Hey hey hey hey

		Hey hey hey hey hey hey

[Busta Rhymes]	Greg Nice, Busta

It's your boy Mack
ABM for life Bvlly
Gang forever uhh
Well N**** it's the way of life
We were hustling hard
Tryna make it right
You could get it

the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
They keep hangin'

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

ain't worried 'bout a bitch or n****, no not anymore
I'm quick to scurry around and make a play to push a heavy load
Some n***** wanna kill my boy, wanna

bitches starting fights
(They starting fights)
And my new bitch so damn bad
That you can’t call her nice (Hold up)
Go ten if you ballin' right (Okay)
My

wasn’t able to muzzle
In the game, I just tripled the double, I feel like I’m Russell
I rose from the rumble, my grind wasn’t subtle
Them n***** was

Down South

Jadakiss

Down South Slangin 39

me
I can get nice and 80 So whats the price baby holla
At me ross I comin' through wit' Jada another D block
Boss 2 guns down t shirt with these all

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

these n***** fake they my fucking sons
All on line with all them fucking guns but when he died he ain't have one
Damn how that shit work? damn how that

out this clip
Bitch it's a murda scene
We get clean as fuck but nigga we dirty boys do dirty things
Protected by this N-I-N-E Glock
Feel like shawty

 boy! Lookit go

Holla holla, Kidd Kidd SQADer rider
Got my momma closet stocked with Prada
Top ta bottom steady piling
Live good, fuck ya problems
Prolly

Born and raised in a house where the lord is praised
If he'd forbid to walk this way or say the things that she wanna say
Bein’ nice n’ clean was