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the hood let me score
Some make it, some don't
But we the ones, God just hold the balls
Some made it, some didn't
What you know about a nigga makin' you

up the charts
You mean tellin' me that I was not up to par
When I followed my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted
By my mind that kept on sayin'

up the charts
You mean tellin' me that I was not up to par
When I followed my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted
By my mind that kept on sayin'

for fortune and fame

I don't want to live forever, it's do or die
I'd be a dead nigga talking gangsta SPI
Niggas don't want me to be up
In they system

out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we

I’ve been wanderin’ ‘cross the desert
I’ve been wanderin’ ‘cross the desert, Lord Jesus won’t you fill my cup

Some days I just don’t want to get up,

to me
That perhaps JLo was
Just thinking of how far we'd all come
That now we can all celebrate our asses
I don't know maybe
If she didn't have a new

That's it's real, yeah
But you don't know, you don't really know 
How to feel

Trust is costly
Ain't life's a bitch, girl, just divorce me
Timepiece

This is Family

Fabolous

From Nothin' to Somethin'

2007

by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying

on the merch
Another in the dirt
Its like / we don’t give a dam
We infected by the hurt
 Infected to the nerve
Smoking on the curve
Quick to pass judgement

Runnin' With the Night

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

Picnic

1997

my best to sing along but I don't know what they're saying
No le puedo entender but you know that it's alright
I'm headed down to San Antone, runnin'

thousand
The UK's most famous writer's probably me after J.K. Rowling
Made ten M off my debut album
Label don't even care how it's soundin'
Tell them

I was born in San Francisco
I'm a stranger made by you
By you!
By you!
So when you see me on your street side
When you see me for your fix
When you

shooter
My protégé turned 10, he my next shooter
Mouthpiece, Jack Frost, who finesse cooler
My nigga told me once, don't you show ah ounce of love
Be ah

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So tell me who hot tell me who not
Must be Snow cause now mfs spinning the block
They call me Smoothkilla Snow bitch you know how I rock
By

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best to sing along but I don't know what they're saying
No le puedo entender but you know that it's alright
I'm headed down to San Antone, runnin' with

Fake smiles
Fake dials
But I wont
Put that shit on bounce
Cuz it dont match my thoughts
I'm not blowin yet so hit the snooze
Cross made a another one

at the pinnacle
Why you think I'm so cynical
Pac said trust nobody
They observin' me like I'm clinical
Cross my eyes
To my surprise
I could finally see
Frequencies

Reunite me
It's time to reunite me

As time goes by I hide the truth
Cannot stand myself with a broken shell
As time goes by I try to choose
Don't

don't swear but cross my heart
That I...
Will never, will never, die...

(B)
Enlighten me...
Enlighten me to these creative vibes...
Take me step by step

Pressing on
No telling what's
Ahead of me
This shit will be the
Death of me
I'm telling you
It better be
I don't wanna outlive
My penchant for

a hundred at the ferry, yeah
My chick's from San Fran, but stay out my bae area
You salute the cross, or you rebuke the cross
Either way you meet the Lord

Cross 'Em out and Put a 'K

Westside Connection

Bow Down

1996

wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!