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pup
Any mother fuck who's a thug, thanks to bad luck
Any punk that's drunk 'cause he ain't found love

Oh I
Drop rhymes
Cop kind
Stop time

Oh I
Drop

Stand By Me

I know it's a mouth full, I got pull, speak the word, if theres sorrow for tomorrow, then I guess, I'll beg and borrow
call it shot

Excuse me
It's recording?
(Said it's the real)
(Hip hop)
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Another night, I'm consumed by the rage and the pains
Of a nigga bout

address what I came to address
You are not gonna win every game of chess
We do it at the park
We do it by the lake
We do it in the streets
We keep it in

a young nigga, come up
Another punk, run up
And have to get his, gun up
Cause um I aint takin no shorts, like a newport, 
Explortin' the fully joint

never disappeared 
You been woman of the year
And I been just like my peers
You always been brave
But this love you should fear
This ain’t game for yo

never disappeared 
You been woman of the year
And I been just like my peers
You always been brave
But this love you should fear
This ain’t game for yo

the Wu-Tang
Fuck with me up in this game
Light that ass like butane
Rep fourth ward
Until I'm laid to rest
Whole fam strong just caution
Your steps
Yeah I've

polite and peaceful
I avoid cause I'm schizoid my feelings they were destroyed
99% of my time alone and there's no big void
Most people would get lonely by

for you
When I'm generous I can send you something
But know Mama karma coming round for you
My head in the game
I'm ahead of the game
A puff of the haze

block
Non stop the grim reaper's the mascot
Killin the game, crackpots, air shots
And animosity leaves nothin' but dead punks
Finding bodies in dump

skunk
Melt down plastic punks
One punchline tongues fell out
I'm well rounded
Edgy and sharp as a barbed fence now
Ten thousand hours by the time
I was

Keep On

Outsidaz

The Bricks

2001

Pacewon]
We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)

[Young Zee] (Pacewon) {both}
You know the Outz spit game
Without rappin' bout my chain and my

the mud
Quick to check a punk bitch but its always outta love
You like cars clothes and gold i need all of the above
You talkn to a grown man im not your

[Chorus - Lil Shade]
Theres my homie with all my bloods
Get your ass here and show some love
and uhh welcome to new york city
i said welcome to new

why you be hidden
Due to the so called game
These guys be sitting
Saying they love you then wanna hold and hug you
Use you for a couple weeks now he go

For the Love of This

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

cause what

(Chorus: Pras)
For the love of this, I give my life a diss
And for the love of this, I send my last wish 
For the sake of hip-hop, will you

Explain this to me alright
Why this punk wont fuckin' fight
He stepped on me then backed down
He ain't gon' make another night
The gat is loaded

any dare.

Got my flow faster than a UV ray what did that nigger just say. You say you got problems but just a loser in this game. You couldn't get by

you kept on stalling me
Kept blowing my line, kept wasting my time 
Disturbing all the peace
Keep playing games, throw dirt on my name I'm calling up

Represent Dat G.C.

Snoop Dogg

Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha [Clean]

1999

Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?

[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!

[W Ballz D.J.]

we never forfeit
Think they wanna see me fail? Yes, of course, though
Yeah, I upgraded from before, I'm morphin
They call me by my government in

really love pac how
They miss that shit
The main fact y’all punk ass
Don’t like me bitch

So I give the amount of
A fuck about they opinion

Let's Do It

Tru

Westcoast Royal Class, Vol. 1 [2 Discs]

2008

aren't no fuckin rules in this fucking game.
But can't a gansta fall in love,
I don't know. because niggaz only serving fiends and thugs.
No time to thing