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300 people people lined dead in the coffins
Death is upon us the devil is calling
Pull up on the block and
Leave yo ass crawling
Rolex on me bitch I

down, hold you down
Smack you with that night stick
Night shift, ridin round
See you with ya J's on
You'll get sprayed on over skittles
Word to Trayvon

these
Niggas ain't feeling me

If I'm poppin my shit
Who the fuck tryna
Stop me

I might knock a nigga 
Off pull it and pop em
They eye on my pocket
I see

Never had a conversation, bout a fuck nigga

If I got a problem with ya, I’ll pull up nigga

Never ducking action, always pistol packing

If you run

dirty pussy good i slide at 10 I left her spot round   7:30  Broski  got dat automatic pull up shoot like Steph curry Daamn

Got them old niggas mad
Put them hundreds in they face
And I got some young niggas
That ain't with the debate
Hundred rounds out the chopper go
Straight

Shoot your ass up, I ain't thinkin' twice
(Brra, brra)
I really be out here trappin' every night
Just took your bitch, now she on the flight
Pull up in

did this shit myself
(Did this shit myself)
Got hundred rounds up in this choppa clip
Make a nigga scream for help

Aye, aye, four grams in my backwood

at yah
Diamonds glistenin', niggas whisperin'
Yeah it's them again
Order more rounds for my women friends
Clear the room, when I'm comin' through
You

Those niggas lame to us
You try so hard to stunt
Might spend a hunnid this month

Pull up to the spot playin' Nip
Liquor already got em on they tip
Aces

screaming at u and callin u a retard
You almost had a partner fat and round
But it would prolly make ur shit a worse sound
You know the rager u ain't him u

a soul over see
I stay private like the ones flying over me
Staying with the music 'til I'm booking shows over seas
And I be moving round states like

Everyday Thang [Clean]

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

to pull the trigger back
I sell a twenty, a ten, and I won't let you slide
I need all ten, and I ain't takin' nine ninety-nine
So how you figure you're

Don't Forget Where You Came From

Suge Knight Represents

Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000

1999

two-thous, please believe we holdin' it down
Polish the crown
Bustin' the rounds
Get the fuck down
Movin' the crowd
Make the squares act right now
Me

pass it around, smoke a pound
Serve an ounce, break it down
H-Town, lay it down, tote AKs 'round
One time for the underground
Weed for days, freaks

everything you got like the bank is owed, yeah
You pull up in the Lambo
With that drip that shit like candles
And I lose my grip, where the handle?
And I'd

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I know you don't love me like you used to
Girl, you see me pull up in that new new
Know I'm out here,

Pull up in the pu', told her get him, "Make enough room for your problems to fit in"
She might gotta sit on your lap but don't sit on that strap

the quote
Check the diamonds in the coat, the diamonds ‘round the throat

I say woah, I say
I say woah
Yeah I say woah, yeah yeah, yeah
Said I say woah
Drink

jump out gang bang, pull up and skrrer (woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Colt 45 for your head top (woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Hmm, more life and less opps

a two step
Try run up on me with no weapon (bye bye)
Which drug are you takin'?
Man I pull on my block, I'm a legend
Every day man Edmonton steppin'

mountain views but these refuse heaps
And these mosquitoes and flies serve for your birds and bees
So why you pull me over Mr police
You’re right I’m wrong

always pulls me back and takes me home again
Out on the horizon
I can see the mountains risin'

And I feel the comfort of a long lost friend in my soul

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Just when you thought I’m just a chick
Booty great sex and cook, hey
I’m a taste of Arabia
I’ll pull you like