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Gangsta

Killer Mike

Monster [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2003

in with 'kast 'nem
Cold weather bubble goose 4-5er mashin
From G.A. to L.A. Force 1's be my fashion
Disrespect my space I'll push yo fuckin back in

Neighbors Next Door

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

to a tape by slayer
Parked in a parking lot behind burger king
Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the staple

to vře
Tak přileju do ohně
Ale když pak vyjde slunce, zní mi v hlavě tohle
Vamos a la fiesta
Quiero bailar contigo
No no es la respuesta
En el dia tan

songs
This music may be your favorite thing
Since the last one so I'll break you off with


Na na, na na la
(la la la la)
All I gotta do is drive by

Diamonds deep in the nonsense
Create anthems and concerts
(Alright, let's get it)
i'm just an MC, but add the K-I-N-L-A-Y
Haters live in envy like they

man keep talking that blah blah
Caught up in a saga
Me I pull up in that la la
Designer balaclava
Designer in a sauna
Diamonds I like Pearls
I like

Ehi, yeah
Yeah, ah, yeah

I pull up in Aston Martin, dawg, non voglio assomigliarti (no)
Tellin' it on my brotha, la tua troia tornerà in taxi

get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four I booked and flew the jet
On the way LA while on a Lear
She on me bad, so what it is?
Grip

Gangsta, Gangsta

Lil Scrappy

Bred 2 Die Born 2 Live

2006

was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I

For Corners

Digable Planets

Blue Note Trip 8: Swing Low Fly High

propers
Cop my double players
Cleo still hittin' 'till 38's pump and they up it
Yell it and could never by defunk-ed
I'm totemed in the fashionable flyers

Pour up that's yellow LA Lakers

Feds they caught me
Smoking'
It was hazy

I just bought a new K no relations

Smoked a pack of backwoods on a chase

it's bale
Spend a hundred k on a Friday
Spent all my money on the pussy
Common sense couldn't teach me
Love ain't real no more in this generation it is

it's bale
Spend a hundred k on a Friday
Spent all my money on the pussy
Common sense couldn't teach me
Love ain't real no more in this generation it is

Some people might like to get a train to work,
Or drive in in a Beamer or a Merc.
Some guys like to travel in by bus,
But I can't be bothered with

nose, yung nigga ain't been fuckin' sane
From the west coast, was trappin' while I was in L.A
Ayy, bitch, now we droppin' K's
From the 619, I grew up

Hook
Oh la la la 
How many dates on this calendar
I miss your sweet smelling lavender 
How man fit to craze, i guess there are a 1000 ways
Oh la la

La-la-la
Turn me up man
La-la-la-la-la-la
I went and woke up of joy bereft
Then I rolled over there you are laid stage left
I was empty till you took

peaches & grapes

Took a quick break from LA
We chill at the beach by the bay
I pull out my iPhone
We film a new tape in a take

Watching Soul Train

Basque in the glow como ETA
Vamos a la playa get inspired by the sun
Bebiendo cerveza, get another when it's done
La vida dulce, tienes ojos como luces

will guard your path, e no go be by force
I cannot explain this thing wey dey happen between us
Are we really in love, or do we like our body?
This is

Vieni vieni qui by La Esterella
Vieni vieni qui
Vieni vieni qui
Kom maar kom maar dicht bij mij

Als de zon verdwijnt en de maan verschijnt
Moet je

I can't walk up in that club, yeah
Unless I got my gun on me
Did a 360, now i got a nigga blood on me
Hangin round them wolves, hoping they don't

smoke it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
It's a 5-hour flight, put this bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, don't push me

Back on my 8th, fuck your rosé
Sippin' that la la latest
Smokin’ that 8th, cuffin’ yo’ bae
Look at yo’ face, face, face
And call me insane, I won't