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Creepin on Ah Come Up

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Creepin on ah Come Up

1994

try to play brave, you'll get slayed
Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe
I snatched the clerk up by her neck,

dime
I really ain't got time
Reeling in the catch like
You know how to catch flights
Step up to the front line
Let me see a gun fight
Bitch you're

They be playing it both sides
I ain't fucking with no nigga that be playing it both sides
Cause I know niggas locked up doing a long time
Niggas want

Casket

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Hatchet History: Ten Years of Terror

2002

a shotgun
And naggots on my face, so run bitch run
Dead man hauntin', no time for escape
When you hear the gun cock, bitch, it's too late

In the casket
HELL

And these times your squad looks dead (Fuck You)

Claimin' that you're a Gyalist
Claimin' that you're a gangster
Claimin' you gon' rob me
Claimin' that

long fights
Knowing you got caught
Thought I could win this time
Was it even worth a shot
You ain't even dead yet
But you feel so far gone
Got my

Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before

That's not much
This is the story of two

buy atleast one gun for each of our rivals
Put the flash on the rail turn the stick to a light pole
D.O.A on the scene left him dead on arrival

First sign of love and I felt my heart leap
Your face and your eyes, I couldn't even speak
Time passed by and I fell in love deep
Imposter impossible

Bitch you know i smoke a lot
They ask why my opps be dead cause
You know that i got da drop
I thought that la bitch was bad
But her picture was photoshop

knees
With a gun to my head
Not begging for a breath
I'll see you in hell, bitch

I lay back down
And I'm dead again
Just put it down
You're not a friend

Live by the gun die by the gun
It's the same old story every time
Billy has passed into legend
The politicians they all still talk the same
The Kid was

I sang your praises daily
And we let ourselves get swept away
It's true baby
We held heaven in our hands for days, yeah
You wait a long time for

Biding his time, collecting his dimes, so long, so go
Stay sane in his mind, the changes he finds, so go, Lil hobo
Arrived on the scene with his eyes

of backing down
Down
Down
As long as I’m not dead
I will stand up when I hit the ground
At times I will feel low
Sometimes I will be insecure
I wanna be ready

make em up
Only time we Black and Yellow when
The caution tape is up
Ha, that record dead, Memory of
Spitting that crack this really is drugs
It's hate

Yeah these are my words to my firstborn
You know what time it is, these are
My words to my firstborn
Nothin' left to hear

Now, can you picture
Young

done to you whatever you do
I just hope you got a gun with you
The +Tommy+ is like a live band
When the +drum+ hit's you dUMP!

I don't wanna waste time

Verse I
I say don’t get disillusioned
By this racist institution
The bigots are out there with their weapons too
Yes they’re aiming just to gun down our

Nigga Shit

E-40

Loyalty and Betrayal

2000

and Click-ish
Like that there nigga, re-cop from Mack Diamond
Pop a collar one time, let me know you're still timin

I'm a Bay nigga, all in L.A. nigga
No

mayday mayday
Lock and load your gun
After all the shit we went through
Now its time we have some fun

Demons will cry when im dead yuh
At night ill be

that's stopping Robing
Cops don't bother unless it's hands up
But by then ya mans stuck 
Or ya mans is dead bruh 
I won't be that guy sitting 
Minding mine

my eyes
A past I'll never leave behind
Ten or a hundred times, I'll be there by your side
At the borderline of love and fate, I'll call you mine

with my niggas
With the reaper you will meet
Huh, sleep up in that dirt nigga
Leave 'em in the hearse
Pretty nigga long shirts they
Say we wearin skirts