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Keep that Nina by my side because I ain't trying to die young
If I done made it this far then I got to keep it strong
Many said they'd be by my side

Nobody's matching my back
I stay away from the haters
Latecomers and bloodsuckers
I got only 2 or 3 people I can rely on
Who help me to shine like a pyron

through repetition
Chill for a minute
Till we back on course
Why of course
No pit stops
I Play by force
From afar I see my homie vexed
He growin
Be my only

Five
It was the message
And I guess that meant more than anything I was given
From him, maybe the rhythm within
Or given my similar sisters
Living

I'm the one that got the whole game hot
Ain't a nigga in the city that could hold my spot
If the nigga said he better tell that bitch he's not
I be

Ain't get to say bye to my brother, we slide on another
Lil' pussy who rappin' and totin' a blick
Cause when he be out he ain't rollin' with shit
I got

a stunner cave
Im just rocking to that drum and bass
I got the stash up in the four-by i aint getting caught like Corbie
Lets just share the medicine

Piru Love

Bloods & Crips

Bangin' On Wax: Greatest Hits

1996

City and Eastside bishops got it goin' on.
With the M.G.'s, Queen street, V.N.G's ain't no stoppin' the
Village town, Eastside pain, Crenshaw mafia.

he on
Hide in the rhythm like Flesh & Bone
Ride for my niggas, ain't dead and gone, they passing yeah
My heart need compassion
Stay cool with my pastor

Got your face in my junk
I'm fucking on your moms
I'm tumping your son
I'm coming in dumb
Taking nothing from them
They be sinning again
All of these

I'm about it, I ain't killin' for a bitch though
Bad on all my sides, but I ain't movin' for that crystal
Baby he a killer, he got put out by my clique

two piece
Nah Quan ain't with it, he on nothin'
Bro up pole, yeah you know that he dumpin'
Taz quit all the cappin', you buggin'
Smokin' your father,

Lord please save my soul
Wanna by your side I never leave you alone
Ain't nobody on my side they all left me alone
Hope that you gonna slide when

Robbing and stealing for clothes I ain't have
But now I got money so I'm fuckin' up Saks
(We fuckin' up Saks)
Went from Levi's to G-Star on my ass
My

life, silent knife
Uptown escape, but this ain’t Harlem, this is solemn nights
A little crazy, he became a nuisance
Makin moves up out the west and got it

life, silent knife
Uptown escape, but this ain’t Harlem, this is solemn nights
A little crazy, he became a nuisance
Makin moves up out the west and got it

up on the hit up on the Apple
Makin' my way from a play down at Atwells
Trap by myself cause you niggas tattle tale
I got the juice mix it in Ginger

I'm livin off of Fullerton
But no longer a simpleton
Album droppin December 10
I swear that ima get it in
My name up on that bulletin
Irving park

You go shout my name
For real you go shout my name

Ain't nobody got me more
Than I got me
Shooting for the stars, oh
Please don't blame me
The place

Up the ante
Switching feet like santi
Can he can't he?
Raise the bar
With his lyrics?

Cataclisimic,
When my vocals in rythm

Propensity ingnant

the joint, my nigga
Hood ways got us runnin' from the oinks, my nigga
These ain't disguises (yeah)
This is how better real life gets
Then they imitate

killed my sensei

He's been outta pocket too long
His commandments say to "Do Wrong"
From outta line to outta his mind
To now it's glued on
Look at how he

7 Dee Jays [Bonus Track]

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment

1990

M-E-L-O-D-I-E on the mic check 
Well I'm up in your face like the wind from a blizzard 
Got my wrap around your throat, like you're chokin on a gizzard 
If

bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac

So after school I take a dip in the pool