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Free my brothers till you can say that shit backwards
I ain't tryna cuff, I'm tryna spell that out backwards
Run up on the gang and we will blow you

They were all sitting there crying and by that time
Grandma had got out of the car

She made her way across that dirt road and
She walked up to it

Be for Real

Teddy Pendergrass

The Box Set Series

2014

have to say is so very important to our relationship
Why is it that every time we go out on the town, we get around our friends?
Man, you're always

By the beach, by the beach
By the beach, by the beach
Get another Uber, we gon' need more seats
Okay, yeah, I'm from Venice, roll iceberg lettuce
She

life looking bleak
Just open your eyes for the money
Or take a seat
Just open your eyes for the money
Illuminated by a tree

Interstellar yeah the way

fucking wasted
Popping off on my shit yea I'm an enabler
Ain't no trey lil bitch just ash it on the table
(Roll that bitch up)
How we live how they tripping

and I've been doing that since I was small

Catch a flashback y'all, if I can recall

The days on the corner we watched the world go by

Or nights that

Klusterfuk

Tech N9ne

Klusterfuk

to the grill,
Heheheheheheheeeeh, WAY REAL,
I got the shit that get the crowd jumpin',
My shit a lotta thumpin silly just like a DRUNKEN MONKEY,
Nigga we

Your smile gets me high
I don’t know why
It’s just what you do
I always smile thinking of you

You brighten my day with your way girl 
In ways that words

Treat her by the nook sneaky link roll tree like I know you hate the way I r a p bout my life 
To precise shoot a bucket 
They want that top flow well

in and wait your turn
Cuz we don't give no fucks
Whenever we roll one up
But this don't mean that I'm saying that by thirteen
You should light a joint

said
By my man, God rest his soul, I was told stand bold
When under pressure, don't fold
To my brother, my nigga Rambo, you know we love ya
I wish ya

Beat Goes On

Travis Barker

Give the Drummer Some

2011

bleed from the weed I been smokin.
Keep walking son, I keep the song hostile
Mad weaponry, I bring by the stockpile
Way too deep, my block legendary

Concrete Jungle

Rell

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment) [Bonus Track]

2006

the way it should be

Ain't nothing sweet about it
Make me want to scream and shout it
But I know I got to hold on and just roll on

wasn't equally
A feeling that we both feel
Something that is so real
But I got to let you know slowly
Well, it may be truthfully
But you just gotta

each other what we need.

Outside, there's a winter storm blowin',
and that's okay with me.
'Cause inside I got my warm heart growin',
you just wait

We call them "vajeenas" (Vajeena)
That's why your girl choosing, dog
(Ha) , pray I never meet her (Ah)
I tap her on the head and tell her
"You know

She do it how I want it like I said so
Every night same show next episode
It’s a movie in this bitch yeah we know bro
Pistolo by my side copy that no

done with me then shit that's fine
Bitch we got some Different Minds
Bitch we got some Different Minds
Bitch we got some Different Minds
Roll up the weed

another play but I ain't throw that pack across the field
Walk around this bitch Versace boxers, no Hollifield
The way that brother pour up I can't top him,

here by my side
We could travel far and wide

Together

(Instrumental)

That day has just begun.                            
And there's a cloud across

your face
I'll roll one up to make the hours great

Just you and me, babe, going outer space
Yo, yo, we're going out for a ride
So, I'll be there

lovin' the bootleg
We breakin' off both of ya legs, cop that shit (oh Lord)
Stop dubbin' CD's for ya friend 
And I'ma say it again, nigga, cop that shit

he run up, that's his ass, we feed him face shots through the glass
I had to run it up, I started feeling lonely
That money what I'm married to I'm