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city burnin like Gamera
Stamina, blaze up ya space, plus I got it on camera
Joe dope
Flow rolls
I'm killin ya
Roll hoes
Oh no
I'm spillin blood

Blood

ran up ten 
A month went by
They asking for dubs again

Boss ass nigga 
Ion need to recruit
Monkey see monkey do
Like George & Boots

Say cheese like

mother back!
He acting ballsy I shoot off his sack!
Niggas is fake so I got what they lack!

Been in my bag like a chip
My money ain't clean, it's as dirty

blows often mentioned-now u cuppin
Holdin ya sack n shit-like u was black n shit
But u wack n shit-traded up back in dick
I mean dick in ya back-u bust

For I go broke ima rob 
Touchdown b-tch pick 6 aye
 Good with the sack and yo b-tch 

Can’t tell me sh-t cus I came from sh-t 
And it’s the reason

Chyea
It's ya boy
Take 500
Eh

I'm limited by nothing but my own apathy
Bon appetit, when I been serving you like a platter
I'm about to be

on the Blvd slanging pussy slanging shards/I'm servin sacks and servin fake macs/hustlas on that hustle- get that bread make it double/playas on that playa

need something to roll
I was on the same shit years ago, you new niggas enjoy your high, Fat sacks for that low low, I can take you way back to junior

Es war einmal...

Beginner

Advanced Chemistry

2016

Tja, ich sag', die Geschichte geht „Es war einmal“
Klein Jan, Klein Dennis und ein Basketball
Vierzehn Jahre alt und ein Haar am Sack
Aber die

blaze this herbal essence
A man was still a child and I have so many questions
Struggled all my life 'til we evade the misconceptions
To find a place

puffin' green when I drive by
Here is something you can't understand. How I can burn kill a man
Step up if you wanna get some of this here
I got

at
I was tryna make moves, you would dub that
Broke, you just blew ya last dollar on a dub sack
How you feelin'?
From check to check, oh that's how you

that from the club well get yo dub back 
Plus they gave yo ass a .5 that ain't no dub sack 
And you say u selling weed well nigga where yo plug at 
You

Outlaws

Joe Purdy

Canyon Joe

2007

in the sack 
And Janey she took the wheel
And they ran off in a blaze in a sweet summer haze, 
To the bullets of the cashier
"You keep your head

Runtz pack (what? What?)
Everybody on the floor, give me all them dub sacks (gimme that, gimme that)
Everybody on the floor, give me all them dub sacks

The Name Game

The Coup

Genocide & Juice

1994

too busy watchin' Luke, gettin' interviewed by Robin Leach
So if you're modest and don't hire economics
Just kick it with The Coup, smoke this dub

to bomb you
I smoke dub-sacks, used to fuck thug rats
Now I sitn in the section of bitches above that
Where my thug niggaz, slug niggaz, tear da club niggaz

Whip a bird at nine
By noon I had a eighth left
Niggas hit my jack ain't no weight left


I came a long way from
Them days in the gutter
Making them

That motherfucker heaven sent
I put the stick in the back by yo relatives
On god when i see you
You wouldn't wanna be you
We gon shoot yo regal
Hop out

guard forgot why I was here
What I'm shopping for
Candy coated pixie sticks
Hookers by the slurpee machine
Looking to turn tricks for fix
As I reach up in

Smokefest 1999

B Real

Rap Life [Clean]

1999

on yo' style for fun
Higher soul but to please myself I gotta be composin that fly shit
And you notifying alkaholiks daily
So punk mufucker you better dub

train to blow
Just LA said
It was me and bro we was at the store
Me and bro got 50 cent cakes
By the way that I'm bussing they think I'm the lakes
Left

Teamwork Makes the Dream Work

Dizzy Wright

SmokeOut Conversations

2012

goddamn!
Lost soul with a wrong crowd, bad mix with a bad bitch
Distracted by all of the good, settle for the hood
We gon' see how fucking far these dub sack

to the max, no Pepsi
Four Ps to the sack, nothing less, G
40 in the MAC, lick out your chestpiece
Drop with it, roll with it
In the party with your soaker