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All black hood, yeah I'm lookin' like a nun And this bitch got a pocket in it, holdin
on my gun Niggas bitches it ain't shit to hit they
block

you smoked
MAC-11 with my shorty'll get you poked
You know we don't fuck with 12
Thirteen guns up on the shelf
Popped fourteen opps by myself
Fifteen

Hella rocks in my socks (oh)
Hella guns in my brief (oh)
If a nigga movin' Wock', that's what he gon' see (oh)
All the Woos poppin' out the cut, totin'

the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'

a motherfucking friend[00:14.21]Blicky by my side till the very end[00:16.64]And all these bitches on my line but I've been chasing M's[00:19.30]Can't complain this

20 minutes into the movie
I'm thinkin bout drugs and boozin'
I need some shit to occupy my mind
I love the way that you movin'
Throw on that jam

on you relied
The great below was by my side
Oh. Below

Drool not for the bell
On the first chime
Chin your worry to the light
When great big guns go off

You'll couldn't pass go 
I pop pill and sip lean 
I don't smoke but my eyes low 
A nigga better check the score 
Like we don't 21 niggas 
I got guns I

and, i can get the diesel, own T by 11
if you wanna do the math, dont come back til' you sold every gram for a hundred and a half
uh, keep up if you

Walk into your crib
Straight up like I'm 21
If he wanna jump
Then I bust with the mini gun 
Took a couple puffs off the dust
And I'm feelin numb
Pop

The Cage

Death Grips

Money Store [LP]

2012

can't take it)

Fuck you starin' at, didn't know I'd be so quick ta flash, 
Terrified by da way a bassilisk come out him skin so fast
Not the first

I would change but I kept movin' on,
So I'm loadin' this bullet hopin to take me a shot,
Till it's time to reload
I pray while holdin' this gun

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

by a friend ‘cause he said he thought it might help!

And I believe in 21-pound notes
and there’s a one-way tube to John O’ Groats.
And I believe

You Ain't Smart

Mase

Double Up

1999

way
Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, I'mma meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'
Monday I'm off

bitch
I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go against me, you won't stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray your dome

Hit em with that phonky stuff, hit em with that phonky stuff
I be in the bank with guns, countin' hunnids one by one
No I do not fuck with you, if

run this shit, lil' nigga, I got turkey bagz  for 21
Glock 21, keep that switch on me, that's a big-ass gun

I hop out the car and I watch niggas run

back (Aw haw)
I might gaw let it rip (Ouu)
This the life that we live
Young nigga in the 6ix
Drop sleep round 2
Back up by 6 (Yuh)
I gotta get it by any

and strangers
Feelin' like we won
Road blocks manned by mere boys
Wide smiles and long black guns

on my necklace
Pretty bitches getting naked
Young nigga living reckless
Like 21 guns for protection

Been done with that fast life
So it was

Silence

Krayzie Bone

Thug Mentality 1999 [Clean]

1999

dealt
I felt like dying just the other day 'cause Satan was trying
Walking too close by my side
Stay still, please don't move your soul you could lose

We bring the wave to get the world movin'
Driven by the moon we push and pull, pull
The great ocean tides from the moon's sky
We bring the wave to get

I've been runnin' down this lonesome road
For years, been on the run
And I had my share of broken hearts
Whiskey bottles and smokin' guns
Life hasn't