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to the bone over everything
L.O.E. on my chain
I put on for the gang (yeah yeah)
wait till u see my ice (I run it yeah)
Aye lil mama feel the beat
I'm a real

*Adlibs*

Izzy 
Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS,
No drive by hop out walk down on em like

Ima send shots to your face, prolly break suthen 
I’ve been getting clocked by the jakes, tryna mace suthen 

Get the fuck out of my face, hang wit gang

Lyin' About The Blues

Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte

This song was never recorded by us, but ended up

walk us round in cuffs like we in a chain gang
I maintain a routine let no one show me up
Lacing up my shoestrings showing homies love
That's on the dub

still offended 'cause I'm a retard
He tryna be hard, we tryna be safe
By making it hard for you to create
Niggas that heard of me fight and debate
I

Blind Willie McTell

Mick Taylor

A Stone's Throw

2000

a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway

I wasn't proud of the way that it's set up
Live by the code and we laid to the letter
Tryna take over your stereo that is my latest endeavour
I got

move
He get turned into a spliff (Grrah)
And Say, he got lined by a bitch (What else?)
He thought he was fuckin'
Until he seen crips
And I heard they

bang red, nigga, some bang blue (same bang blue)
I'm a big Z, EGE to the Zoo
Ayy, that was my gang, call it payin' my dues (that was my gang)
Whoever

erupt in it 
Too many fakes too many lames 
Too many saying they ain't with the gang 
Look back they holding hands with the chain 
If you was in my hanes

and folly, keep competition all bruised up
Sleep on me, I turn Krueger, Blue Nightmare the producer
Myers on mic, have the block on watch, they knew what time

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

the devils in the blue dress
Baby, don't worry, I'll be gone up in the morning

Real niggas inna my circle
Real women inna my circle
Only family inna my

got some chains on my neck (Aye)
They used to be on my wrist (Aye)
Fuck cop county, tell that officer suck a dick
Start smokin' gas by the zips
I'm high

Retro and I are cut from the same Ilk
Scary
My morning start with a nosebleed some bitch calling my name
Tugging my chain
Opened up legs
Lips

some sex, fuck a text I'd rather be alone
Workin' on my body, my mind and my soul
Only keep the real ones by side lets roll
Actin' like the crippen, blue

Every day, I would go
Chill with cuzzo at the store When they sin, I sit I watch

So I sit down and I jot, On the south side, kickin' with the gang
Gang

Part 3
RB shit nigga I got it on a chain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Like I'm tryna shoot a nigga just for nun'
I'm tryna boom a nigga just for fun
Walk up, pop

Chain close(?) if a stain on my shoelace 
T.I. roll like sushi... touche. 
If The King ain't back, who the hell am I? 
Bringin' homocide to the gang, no

Cause now, they know I can
Everything I'm on is a hit
Nigga know the jam
Track long, flexed up, yeah you know I am
Juice gang, ah yeah that's the fucking

Different colored chains
Think my jeweler really sellin' fruit's
And they chokin', man
Know the wish it was a noo-

Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat,

the gang
I'm in the hood, I don't tuck my chain, ask Siri, what's my name
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
It was hard man, I got all these scars I

Im in blue, wit them BF frames
Walkin on lean, while mind chain hangs
Drivin somethin, pronounce mad strange
Never mad cool, cuz i been through flames