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Pops Was a Rolla

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness [Warlock]

1992

please
Leave the streets', then I thought of clockin gees
Jack of all trades, like pops I ran the street scene
It's my turn to roll and live life a king

back like a yo-yo
If she ain't a dime then we toss her like Romo
I need dollar signs on my mind I can't go broke
Soon as she think I'm her boo I'ma turn

city nigga, you gon' find me there
Snobby bitchеs nigga arrive in BOLT cars
Music bangin' loud, neighbours kinda krazy
Nevеr turn it down (Never!)
Met

Road to Heaven

Five for Fighting

Two Lights

2006

Sometimes I think about silly things
 It's easy to do if you have the time
 Often happens when I'm falling off to sleep 
 After a second glass

i Shoot my shot
Nigga can't come outside he afraid Of shot
We gon turn around the city tryna Have more cash
Took your baby momma cause You aint got no

Graveside flowers turn to dust
But you can't let it go, you gotta stay in control

Mother I tried not to hate myself
When the light first hit there was no-one

Fa Show

Andre Nickatina

Midnight Machine Gun Rhymes And Alibis

2002

(Nickatina)
It started out with Captain Crunch Cereal, an old turn table and a radio.
In my young mind I was the mother fuckin' Imperial.
Local drug

that
They tried to hit me up but I ain’t type back
Now this off the dome
B**ch I’m the king where the fuck is my throne
Flow be so cold turn yo shit into

pull up, hear my latest banger on his radio
Calendar turn '23, Nolan mind in doubt
Couple May's back, not a Maybach, almost took another out
Endless

to the third power
Now it's changing my view
Black and white world stinks
That Pepé Le Pew should I ask God himself
"What's this opposite you?"
If Lucifer out

passed by those kings, but then you still chose me
It's really fight or flight, I'm not ready to die, so I'ma stick with you
But I know it's hard, I don't

Hey pull over
I can suck you off now if you want
Just turn the hazards on
It won't take more than 3 minutes
This barista looks like a drug addict
But

when it weren’t getting me ps
So even though I’m in designer it’s my heart on my sleeve
I went back to myself, I had focus on me
Nobody should have you

think we done but we only begin
we only begun
one winner there can only be one
can only be one
take a dollar Illaman 
we turn it inna millions

I move

12 O'Clock

Group Home

A Tear for the Ghetto

1999

far beyond, coming to Brook-lan
Never think it could happen when shit lives on
You should of called me when you got over the Brooklyn Bridge
These evil

dreams to reality I did that
Throw some shade and we throw it right back
Foul me on the way then u did really hack
Fly out to the yams while I’m counting

Said I just do it right like Nike 
Always got bark but they ain’t got bite 
Remember way back used to ride my bike
Lived a couple life times in my

Complicated It Don’t Need To Be
I Simplify So There’s No Crackle On My Frequencies Yeah
High Offa Music It’s My Drug Of Choice
Forgive Me I Was Acting Coy Coz U

Static
Static on average
Got my bitch at the pageant
Fuck a closet
It's a fridge fulla fashion
Static gotta fist fulla magic
Met Haggard
Got my wrist

'em retire
These niggaz who claim to ride I put a hole in they tire
Ma dope will bring the best of buyers, u in denial
I just sit back smoke blunts,

will save you
From the devil and your fate
Love thy neighbour and they will love you
Know the devil breeds only hate

Well the devil goes by many names i

and smile i know
DDIP what you saying Fam
In the ghetto i got some love
Ain't talking shit but true story Never
Give them back to back that my plans

Oh hello

easily look down on me
Every feat is easy
And no one will ever sing with you
But still to have sung
It stung
We swung over the top
We came back around

On opps I swing
Dat sauce it ain't a thing
Making a list and I'm checking it twice
Watch on my wrist look like some ice
This real designer can tell by