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keep a stick on me when i slide
Done with that bitch and im cutting my ties
Fucking that bitch like american pie

Intro
Issa whole lot of gang shit stay

I’m makin’ and business is boomin’
I will be thinkin’, I’m really that
We came from the bottom now we at the top
You still by my side and you wasn’t

Hang 'Em High

Kid Capri

The Tape

[news reporter]
Good evening, this is Dee Joseph for WBIZ radio
This just in - 
police officials report that a six year old girl was found raped

when lights on the street
Coke bottles, sticks, rocks man and fights in the street
Just A kid playing with matches sneaking in buildings for fun
New kid

race, bus driver tried to play the kid
You know I'm not goin' out like that (crazy)
Since I've been gone, it's a new panhandler outside the store

saw me
I ain't shootin at kids bitch I'm hittin
My target
Plug threw pounds onna block and I told him lob it
Whippin up glass inna kitchen shit lookin

Stay tuned new kids on the block
Make room, Hip Hop 'bout to turn a new leaf
And I stopped tryna hope things change
It made way more sense if I

claim bill
Counterfeit outfits
Leave
I'm Gepetto with the strings
Wooden kids will breathe
La vie is a dream of a lucid
Rod angle catch your life by

Here It Is

Das EFX

Hold It Down

1995

Is fallin to the flames of my rap incinerators

I'm afraid I got some bad news for crews 
By the twos son it's hard like booze so don't snooze
I'm

[Intro: Cappadonna]
Yo yo word up!
Look who's back in the joint
It's The Odd Couple in the spot
Ghostface and see-Don, for real!

[Chorus 1:

just bought a new Patek from my account
Put about 10 on my wrist
Rappers don't wanna see me because
They all know I'm a threat
Kids singing high like

Click Click

Mobb Deep

Blood Money

2006

the blood of a jealous ass punk
One, two, three hundred shots
Fittin' to ring off them things off, and cook the block
Old people, the pets and the kids

on the gas, I don't got time to tuck sleep no kid
Yeah they talk plenty of trash in traffic, way home from that pizza gig
Speaking to Jesus, meet your maker,

[Intro]
I can't explain why, I shine and no one else shines
I think everybody shines, in different things
cnd a lot of things I can't do
I can't play

up Krabs, Fuck it up Krabs, Fuck it up Krabs
Ooh, ooh, peek-a-boo, who's that slidin' down your block? Oh look, it's me and the crew
Boatmobile ain't

Song Title: My Fall  
Songwriter by Blake Bowling & Will Plummer Key: 

INTRO

Verse 1.
Crippled by nicotine 
Running off of heavy steam
Trying

all feels for nothing if I don't have a girl
I just wanna settle down, start a new life
With a couple of kids and a bangin' ass wife
It's all I want, so

Who's hit, everybody but the kids
Everybody but the kid hit the floor
Up the score on another nigga block
Boy I wish a nigga would come see about blind

on blocks
Where ?women'?is gorgeous and kids stay strapped like Bugs Bunny Jordans
Its crazed, on strips where eyes is forever glazed
Like lady lemon

Who's hit, everybody but the kids
Everybody but the kid hit the floor
Up the score on another nigga block
Boy I wish a nigga would come see about blind

dice roll
Cardboard cop car make off, dog sniff
Squadron, dark tint cold block, jail cell
No food, no lights big blunt, big can
Six kids, no dad one mom,

All Pro

Big Noyd

Episodes of a Hustla

1996

shit, and head Western 
relocation 
new state, new destination 
re-arrange your life 
on the run from vice 
make you pray to Christ 
kid fucked up 
my

50 Years

All Natural

No Additives, No Preservatives

that hit
Had niggaz steady shoutin, "Yo them kids the shit!
Man they new jam be flam, even fatter than the last one
And T-N-D see they'll never pull

your thoughts progress
And drop your guard to the floor
And get caught in my net
Gotta confess this is all I possess
Until I'm called by death I'll