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Full Cooperation

Def Squad

El Niño

1998

your business and hurt your feelings

Okay, for thinkin' it's okay to rhyme that way
You'll be P.O.W., M.I.A.
And I'm seven steps ahead of you, five

Yea 
How you doin 
I go by the name P.R
Prince Ramzee' dats correct 

Say what

Well
When they ask me where im from 
I say the struggle 
They say

tired
By the time you was thirteen
I had hurt dreams
I use to skip over my pain
Like at least my momma
Not a fiend
But I lost my dad when I was five

Could turn four squares to a chess board
(Chess board)
My lawyer said that I should go legal
(So what?) so I put the bricks down and
Got pounds

You don't got a cloak, you wish what they living but you don't got no hope.
I call the shots, man I live like the pope. 
I call the shots, man I live

lane's stopped

Surrounded by my T.V.
Got my DVD playing on my wide-screen
Positively Bruno Mali
Win Lose Draw-Jeopardy

(Chorus)
You can't win if you

everything I'm Yo Gotti
So many choices I'm Bristol's E-40
(Damn) New edition G like the Power Rangers movie
cnd I'm getting' many P's you can call me Puff

'm in, and fell with
Fate know who the real is
I'm a motherfucking realist
I am legend call me Will Smith
King kong game got nothing on me (preach)
You gon

I'm from the Chi, you know the town
Like Young Joc and this bitch is going down
Louis Down, Old Money, Hubie Brown
Shorty got a Gucci gown
I can't

'm crushing on the beat
I don't read message, I delete
And imma lead em', keeping tabs on stuff that you can't even see (huh)
And I been playin' four square

eat
Now you come back like three years later, that just confuse me
I was having dreams about when we're gonna meet
Ima cross the square and then you

bitch choosin'

ALLBLACK a real sixteen, on Demont they respected my pimpin'
ALLBLACK got them Luccis, 304's, ain't 'bout the square shit or simpin'
I

P along with that crack
Grams in the backpack
Fly so high and got no jetlag
I'm fresh home from a setback

23, I come back
And I got 23 on my

about them bills
You know I got them
Don’t worry about them pills
Cause I ain’t pop them
Patients waiting by the corner store
For the doctor
Don’t worry

Slobs Keep on Slippin'

Bloods & Crips

Bangin' on Wax, Vol. 2: The Saga Continues [Collectors Edition]

2003

Crippin' like I crept in the cut
By caught - slippin'
Now he six feet deep
And a nigga with him
Fool it's Crip for life I thought you knew
I guess by night

(but) high like that hydro
Off life
Survival of the fittest
I'm wealthy, you count your riches
Me: archival, got verses like the bible
No weapon formed,

no cheat code
Right right right but I went In beast mode
Still all black, was I born emo?
I need cheese, square, no lito
For the bills you get vetoed

the desert 
Mango Crème brûlée for the dessert
Sugar rush got me feelin like Keebler
He said he want to meet me by the bleachers
Then I took a trip to Ibiza 

that you done bought me
DJ, I know that these procedures moving slowly
On grandma Lee, this shit killing me softly, I see coffins
I got psoriasis

Sess in the Daytime, Chronic at Night

Crips

Nationwide Rip Ridaz

1995

'se a Slob you get mobbed
It's alright ??? cause it like props on my block
I run with locs that ain't't broke which y'all get smoked and ?throw lot?
I got 16

Every area code don’t you know
I’ll come through your town and murder all your hoes

Ugh, I said baby do you love me
Baby
Baby do you love me
Got nothing

got range with them things
You wish that I miss, like a blade when it swings
No it ain't but a thang
To the game, I'm the king
Tell them squares try

got no dad
Fuck Canada with their maple trees
Call me big n word the way I eat peas
In the country all you see is icicles
Shout out Laytex, the man with

Pourin' Up

UGK

Gun Talk, Vol. 5 [21 Tracks]

the pimp God that you was a sinner
You takin' these square hoes out to dinner, the bitch chose me 'cause she want a winner
I mix her whole head up like