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Bitches cause they trash
And I love to run it up
I'm smoking big, i'm smoking gas
And I love that shit it's fragrence
Now my pain is numbing fast and I

négro
Chill Manny j'suis assez relax
Bang bang élevé aux Cerelac
Le crew est pygmée, le bolide est bosch
C'est pour ça qu'la concu' me snap
Donc j'ai

like Cam'ron 

Huh' but you can't run
Creme de la creme what dis taste like
Big bite, Dessy bang my line I need that hurricane
Swim good, swear I feel

right
Now like I'm Trump (yeah)
Four by four when I pull up in truck
(Pull up)
Lil' nigga ain't gettin' to the money
Just shut up (Shh)

When I walk in

And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang

Defined By Expression

T, come back to the ends and I'm back with the smoke
Like I'm lighting a blem
Chocolate ting said "I might be a gem"
Heard

my niggas up north by the Bay
Trying to twist in my whip, I got the big body Benz
Cause I'm rolling with my nephew and we smoking again
""Turn your

(Skrrt, skrrt) Business bad? Fuck you, pay me
Oh, you had a fire? Fuck you, pay me (grrt, bang, salute)
Place got hit by a lightning, huh? F*ck

( bay bay )
 
 c Sugaman it's long over due nigga
 It's yours truly the big homie bay bay tapping all the way in 
We talking dat yank nigga
Joliet

ton boule (bouge ton gros cul)
Elle mouille direct dès j'la prends (direct) si t'as la mentale, tu m'comprends (woah)
On peut te drive-by comme des

Gangsta Nation [Clean Version]

Westside Connection

Hip Hop You Don't Stop

10]
Evacuate the building look here come a plane
No, it's the big bad Westside Connect Gang
And bump what you plain homey this who bang
With enough

I get money on the road get money in the trap and
Get money on the road, get money plus my line bang
Police come yeah we're still trapping
I'm

of Horror, Seymour after Seymour 
N*gga
Remember the first time I sold seashells by the seashore
Now me and Los buying property, DC after B-more
And this my

froze
Still dial-up; just like modem
Debt... no regret
Still bang on bout cash that I owed em
Won't pay when they chop that down
Get blocked off like

(For real)
You ain't talkin' money, nigga, then skate
(On gang)
Big Blood, but I'm not from LA (Whoa)
Still put a pussy nigga on a plate (On gang)

Hit

POUR CEUX

Mafia K'1 Fry

Rapattitude

2012

un big up au bled
Dans l'autre un big up aux jeunes des cités HLM
C'est pour les mecs avec ou sans
Permis des Loki dans l'box la weed dans le coffre

the same 
I’ll remain the same 
BANG
Living life in the fast lane
Whats yo main purpose 
Is it worthless
Are you helpless or hopeless
Moody or bogus 
Be

my dope
Down on my front port
By a kilo

My dealer coming from LA
FLYING
WITH A HELO

As soon as I puff I'm okay
Got to the on that level

I know we

think I'm 'bout to lose?
I'm in the coupe in LA ain't no way

Okay, okay, okay, okay
Man, the streets wanna call me
Back, I gotta stay away, away
Man, I

within my reach

To tell what really goes on from cells to the streets

Now in LA as you know there's a war going on

And it's been going on since before I

give me yours, who am I to argue
Have her back by tomorrow
Til she bang a nigga line, asking for a part two

Bitch, I need reparations for all

Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won

Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,

a better chance cause poverty was not the path
Moved to Los Angeles, right by the port
Lower middle class, nothing big nothing short
But when the eighties

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