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y'all before he send for me
Gun butt you with the back of the Beretta
The 357 or the black mac 11!
We drive bullet proof coupes nigga g'on take ya

Watch My Shoes

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red

Patience

Nas

Distant Relatives

2010

east
And feel like they could be at home
Dem get tricked by the beast
But a where dem ago flee when the monster is fully grown?
Solomonic linage whe

You push me out in front to get behind me
Then You sat me up by blessin' me to bind me
I'm a grown man with kids now, stakes are high
Gotta go

Forget you
Sprinkle me man
Uh, sprinkle me man

Ah laced up by the best, check it out,
Uh, marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone
You can

My Fun House

Insane Clown Posse

The Ringmaster

1994

give it a try
There there, miss, does this make you feel any better?
(Yes, yes) well okay!

Rich boy's in trouble
Car broke down on a drive through

with pawns, my God got me blessed
Rest be assured when your king drops

Dead, dead
Feel like a dead man
Dead, dead
Feel like a dead man walking

To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love

drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic

just got a feti' for that fetish, chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish, I had to get by

I'm at war, baby, ain't no way to run (I'm

Drive all the girls insane
I know just what you’re thinkin’! Macho man!

When I hunt you I go straight for the throat
When I catch you, well that’s all

shoulders narrowing in their chest
The sweat dro's dripping in great painful beads
I saw one fall, his forehead on the rock
The helpless hand still clutching

send my goons to rob the dope man
They bring it back now I'm the dope man
Suitcase, dead body in the suitcase
Molly in the Kool-aid, we put molly in

sobs could drive a man insane
Entombed in my ligneous grave
Four more hours until the sun divides the dead from the living
But are we really living
Were

Grab my keys and grab my weed I'm finna drive off the bridge
Don't care if I bleed, don't care if they see, then I'll be rich
I've been dead, life

thing smokin'

Shit, I recognize that whip
Didn't he do a drive-by on the strip?
Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?
What type of guy's

Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter

(slatt)
Maniac man, Yak with the MAC
Might beat on your chest, lil' nigga, relax
Tactical, yeah, I get radical, don't it?

Yak
What's happenin'?

was the grit's
Cause daddy he was dead, mama working a shift
So we was home alone just life Macaulay
Ice cream truck ride-in by we looking salty
Cold

window, spray di bed
Dis man a real bad man
Blood run out di body till
Di body have no red walk by
Drive by if a snow mi gwon sled
Through mi sey baby pussy

New York, New York

The Sugarhill Gang

Back to the Old School: Rapper's Delights

1999

hands 
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up 
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams 
And everything in New York

through heart,

dem dead!

u skip di war class

drive by slow,

kill dem fast,

How it go!



Verse 3 

Nuh tell mi you a killa,

Man a real blood spilla,

Watching Me

Ja Rule

Rule 3:36 [Bonus DVD]

2000

to lose

But we soldiers that front-line
In days to rule
We do homicide drive-by's
Cock and spray

If you the last man standing
You about to lay
6

Focus

DJ Quik

Def Squad Presents Erick Onasis

2000

Tired of friends and relatives gettin' shot up
It's time for some action like Redman' and be	-Real
Cause I can be a dead man if I stand still
Too close