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(Singing by Ronnie Spencer)
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that I'm a G
Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that

stink"
Play this shit up at my funeral, that shit gon' bang
I got two lil' brothers, and a sister that I barely see
Thinkin', if I die, I'ma leave em'

Highdollaz

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

on the color of the sauce
Democrats Republicans stumblin' to the concrete
Cause they covered by white sheets,
Can't compete wid you scandalous politicians
So

Lost

Cali Life Style

Mexican Invasion

1996

1 3 see, I got love for the place that raise me even though times get a lil' crazy, so I got to give love back either gang bang,slang or pull

no handouts
These pussies know I’m the man now
I’m the stu I smoke by the pound
Lovin the music I’m finding my sound
Staying low gotta hide from

to the body count
I even blast a hotty now
Sprayin' couples 'cause I loved you
So fuck you
I don't gang bang 'cause I'm strugglin'
Bee-yatch!! Yo I'm a killa

told lil mama
After this you need to go home
And i dont mind drivin'
She said "She don't mind"
She still bang my line
Damn what a night
(Fuck)
Damn what

This goes hard just a lil sumthin you can rock to
You might hear it in the hood or the block too
My enemies lookin in amazement
They always wanna

the same since we were bumping Chiddy Bang
The opposite of adults growing up was such a scam
These days i’m tryna find a bit of solace in my plans
Penning

designer bag and even knows how to bang it
When shit gets rough she don't run by my side is where she's still standing
That pussy got me tongue tied licks

focus on my purpose believe me I been tapped in 
I’m motivated by the hatred 
You can take the same path and you still wouldn’t make it 
My path of divine

me
Na baby
It’s too late to say
You ain’t gotta say
But yo ass gotta take this curve 

I’m fly
Wave at you when I slide by
Now you wanna bang my line

the old times
Hop out the whip, skrrt, oh my
Shit, you know I got mob ties
No I don't bang, I just got Glock 9's

I'm in India eating a Vata
Turn a fuck

look like
Bitch I'm only pourin' Wock' or Tris
You be dyin' sippin'
Niggas really broke as fuck
Why I don't mind niggas
Bang on all on a nigga block
They

You with my eyes, right by my side you were a queen to me
I miss your style I miss your Grace how you put them in they place
Lord knows I'll give up

whips than Six Flags
Gettin' neck from your bitch
She fucked around and got whiplash
That lil' shit up in your stash, man
That's pocket change
You steady

you dirty like a pair of 40 dollar vans
All my brothers brothers I don't really do no fuckin friends bitch
They do the same thing them niggaz gang bang

Nigga I than made 6 bands it ain't even midnight
Went and blew it on a chain cause that lil shit light
Nigga I don't never slip stick on my hip tight
Feds

the Adderall helping me focus on pulling this trigger while gripping this Weapon, Bang
Shit, should I take my own life, or sit back an smoke while these thot

(Nigga, go pick up your bro)
I just told my dog, go get that bone
The nigga might lose his lil' dome
Dumb bitch keep hittin’ my phone
These groupie bitches

In a spaceship, rocket by my side
I could fuck Gamora i ain't gotta shoot it
I can pass to my bucket scorers
New chain on the way
I keep telling Hutch

a whole lot of
Guap that I ran up
Motivated by all the hate I see
Bitch, I slide with the tank on full
Even when the tank on E

Bitch, I don't
Everyone said

lunatic who been influenced by the hooligans
Disturbing all the peace shit is ludicrous
You lucky he ain't out here popping percocets and shooting shit

and needs, lil' baby
What you need? A Mercedes
Geeked, please, my Ranges

Goin' crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy (hey, baby)
You can't change, change,