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Strange Land Blues Trk 12 3:14
Walter Davis
(Walter Davis)
Walter Davis - vocal and piano
Chicago Tuesday September 1931
Album: Walter Davis First
call a pimp
That's what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, shit

I'm tryin' to make more cream
By every step to September 14th
That's my dream
So I
bla'!
Mini-14 like bla'!
Empty out another magazine like bla'!
Let a young nigga get by!
I kill 'em all when they try to kill my vibe!
I am the bad,
aim at them on purpose like bla'!
Mini-14 like bla'!
Empty out another magazine like bla'!
Let a young nigga get by!
I kill 'em all when they try
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
Look man!  You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, why'knahmsayin?
Word up I got shit to do you test tube
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them,
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
Shorty want to be a thug, only 14, sellin drugs
Wind up in the court pleadin to the judge
Or outside on the pavement, bleedin 'cause
He got hit by
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin, I
Never Gonna Stop (Giving You Love)
Written by Darron Moore

Darron Moore and the 14th Floor /From the Album: Love?s Fight

Verse 
Say baby how are
shaking your soul loose from the box at the coroner's
Making death not so foreign to ya
Niggas got rugers and m-14's with enough
Ammo to leave an armored
Everyday it's the same thang, L.A. ain't changed
Niggaz still playa hatin, but Dre ain't changed
I'm just a lot smarter now
'Cause these niggaz is bangin
that's what I call a gangsta to the fullest, shit

I'm tryin' to make more cream
By every September 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more clean as I
YSL pants with the zippers, yikes
Met her this evenin' already hit it, twice
Tag on your soul everybody got a price
Acid, acid, change yo life
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
screams and cheers
Front row T-Shirt, L, we here
I bought every album, too many to count 'em
Watch your movies, your the only good thing about 'em
Todd
YSL pants with the zippers, yikes
Met her this evenin' already hit it, twice
Tag on your soul everybody got a price
Acid, acid, change yo life
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',