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the world
Rose city, where every nigga been with every girl
So ends this story, imma die for the glory
Niggas stay sleepin on us yea they snorin

holds

YEAH

Now I’m gassed up 
N I’m ready for war 
Homie you don’t know 
What we fuckin came for  
Loaded up, guns up 
N we never keeping score
Yeah we

bout his gang or nothing
Yeah, so try if you want, n**** die if you want
Uh, got my gun in the back
but I got searched in the front
In this b***h for

eater

Who the fuck is calling, I don’t wait for anyone
For an uninvited guest, you know I keep a gun
Shyne boy ain’t shy boy, treat you like a bitch
Rose

Give Up the Goods (Just Step)

Mobb Deep

The Mix Tape, Vol. 1: 60 Minutes of Funk

1995

Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull out

ghosts?

[Verse: 2]
I saw..
God and the devil shaking hands
I saw a man getting shoot by another man
Hearing different sounds
But no one's around
Walked in

ghosts?

[Verse: 2]
I saw..
God and the devil shaking hands
I saw a man getting shoot by another man
Hearing different sounds
But no one's around
Walked in

he blows
And he casts you a spell
His devil sounds comes from hell
He's waiting for you ring the hells bells
Tok Toc is on the drum
Better killer than

"What they're looking for" in the fight
Guns N' Roses "Sweet Child" a rock anthem's might
And "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" Cyndi Lauper bright

Wham!

squeaky clean?
I done seen shit you ain’t seen, I done did shit you ain’t done
Got in young, traded off my skateboard for my first gun yup


Daddy like

the devil,
I'll bring it down like rugby, go ask anybody, I'm back!
And alas, I'm puttin this UK back on the map,
By putting this dude Sway back on the track,

for pure satisfaction 
Lets grow get doe get wise stay alive

I been through the crime life started nickle and dime'n 
Like a rapper out the chi that

stuck in a loop
We stuck on replay

We not cryin' for help
We cause our own destruction

Don't try to even the score
But the gun starts erupting

Fallin'

and already struggeling
Tortured by this disease that hung With me
Inaudibly speaks. Felt like the devil, I Mean for real
I'd never murder and steal
Only in my

porches drawing like I'm painting portraits 
Send em lillies with some roses add a wreath and orchids 
God is calling devils waiting time to burn these

you remember me
Or am I just a distant memory
Please what did you think of me
Or will you even think of me
I see you n... sick of me 
Waiting for

smoke in a week
Sike, smoking everyday I be rollin the G O O D
Nigga swear I'm fuckin' tucking a beam
In love with the tree ain't got a stomach for lean

forget what goes up gotta come down

(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change 
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in

fizzle
I wrap and watch the devil play a fiddle
Me and the dogs running for the kibble
Want smoke I put the beef all on the griddle
I'm still waters

I saddled & tally ho 
Now I see clearer than Lasik, I got my ascics laced up for the matrix
So Run

Live by the gun better die for it 
Fresh till I'm

love her
Bitch, what make you think
You're fuckin' special
Rock n rollin
Posse packin guns n roses
Groupies grown
Know they bout to bust it open
Midas

Galloping with Huns in the pillage like Attila
Do it for the ‘Gram fake stuntin on the Insta
Money, drugs, guns and white boys that say ni (Hey)
The vanity

More than a conqueror
Rebuking devils by the pack
Been fighting this war of worlds
Since Bobby B been smoking crack
This what it sounds like when
Ine

was on I-10 like a state trooper
Gotta watch out for them people in them fckin cruisers Never lose behind no n*gga keep my faith
God always on my