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everything u say
And I keep you with me baby everyday
So I know I'm gonna be O.K.
I love my mama
Fried chicken, rice and red beans
(Damn, I miss Sunday)
All

the west, first rule
In fact, we the first Bloods and Crips
First niggas to drive by sendin tricks on trips
First niggas to hit yo town and set up shop
Bring

death threats
The closest nigga to you gon' get X'ed next
Exit off of 12th, you in the red zone
Where they'll pick you off and piss all on your

I probably wanna clique that's red
Black and blued up if it's going down
I bet'cha get screwed up
Ya to dead to the King Of The
Streets lil homie slow

that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up

Hang 'Em High

Sadat X

Wild Cowboys

1996

your head wide open 
Hopin  to spot  a chip in this frame 
I lived and died by the burnin flame 
Of the OK Corral  Cowboy style 
From the Quarters

Diamonds

Pimp C

H-Town Chronic, Vol. 13

2015

a cold chill
We call some call em diamonds
We call em ice
It varies in the sizes the shape
The color and the price
From canary yellow, ruby red

Enemy of the State

The Psycho Realm

A War Story

on crazy
Gang infested la streets
We see the red concrete stains
And street platoons feel pain
Real soon times will change
And you will see the truth

Liberation

Wretch 32

Growing Over Life

Said you might as well keep the chance by me
Since I'm walking with all eyes on me (seh wah?)
I said you might as well keep the chance by me
Since

LADY G - NOTHING BORING

Written by: Janice Fyffe and Vincent Wright
Produced by: Brian Kotler & Bobby Pottinger


Action
Not a bag ah mouth
Back

when you're dropping by
It's like a freefall from the sky and I'm feeling alive
When I trip the chute, you that baby I'm just tryin' to survive 

If her

on by after dark
Was nervous then
When you let me in

We were hanging at cross town parties, oh
Just killing time until the main event

And it

and tell you go at her
Why cheat when we can just fuck her together
Know all my shit but she far from a groupie
Red bone syndrome, bought her some rubies

to Paris
Je parlez Français with the baddest
She wanted to stay for the weekend but by Saturday, well man vanished

Said I'm back to the old me
And I'm one

it by
Tearing butterflies in half
And some men do it in Palm Springs
Laying it into butter-blondes
With Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies

aren't allowed that thought
And believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
That live in

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

Two cups in I'm feeling the drip
We taking a flick I'm feeling the bitch
Not by the hairs of my chinny of chins
They closing the door I'm kicking it

down and leave you au naturale
Shoulda known by now that we wreck it
Cool, calm, collected
Till y'all disrespect it
Temperament of like an ill rotti

It was five years ago at the carnival
While I was pitching my tent
I was approached by a carnie girl
And oh, she seemed Heaven sent
Her eyes were

they take it down (go)
You know I couldn't do no Scat, I'm in the 'Cat, it don't meow
Break it down, red key, orange seats, nectarine
Niggas out here

a different route

Verse 2:
Heartless, Dauntless, wannabe cartels,  passion, disguised by pain so heartfelt,
I want to be the best but I’m staggered so much, 
I

the put the pressure on em
Till I'm resting at the brink
All your accounts was in the red
By all accounts I'm in the pink
What you think 
Thought this was

feet
Could have thrown the towel in and then admitted defeat
But it's always something new and by the skin of my teeth
The good lord looking down with