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Long beach
Long beach
So many ways you competing with me
Wanting some space been amusing to me
Knowing my place been confusing for me
Seeing your

Quiet on tha Set

N.W.A

Hard Rap

1989

Give it to Dre, and the boy gets
Dumb
It's no secret, that I sit alone at night
Pick up a pad and pen and
Begin to write
All kinda lyrics that's

Liquor in my system my body feeling so crazy beach boy 
I'm so wavy that tota i be craving yup i go lots of places 
Yup i see lots of faces yup i

to the Beach boy
Black man from Indian to chief Boy
Dont get bitter like hot tea When it steeps boy
What

It's a Genesis a new beginning With a twist and he's

boys will stop and stare
At my best friend who decided to take me
Who has long pretty blonde hair
And eyes as blue as the ocean
I mean don't get me wrong

even know the bitch name I don't like her 
I be on the road city boy I'm a hiker 

Yellow with the blue roofs 
Sun getting cold and the night doing beach

I ain't lacking inertia

No cap like a burqa

My notepad is the burner

Lyrics toe tags for the murder scene

Spit it with urgency

Got a knack

It's

ain't rockin' the V, but it's too much time
That I done felt alone, crocs on my feet

Still put two thick hoes on the Miami beach
I walk how I talk,

to update
I am f'ing your beach I am getting you pissed
Some killers be dead
Who dey come next
Free the boys we dey come hit

Miworge wokporge wogblorge

seater boy
Blowing Cali strain get baked Anita boy
Where we going I ain’t tryna be
Alone, lone, lone, lone, lone
Don’t wanna end up alone
Don’t wanna end

cold, never get cold feet, nahhh 
Unless I'm rocking Jordan OG
NMBRND the great, the one and only....

NMBRND HOOK1:

You feel alone at the top, some will

a ruger
A couple bands well
Fi da kicks yah pon da foot yah
Gyal a run mi dung
Wah pick up like a Uber
Style alone
Mek dem gyal Wah get a feature
Dem a baby

ain't my style
And this concludes our program
of how N.W.A. makes a ruthless jam
Now first we take an average drum
Give it to Dre, and the boy gets dumb

get me out my shop boy
I got a money clip but like what for
I tote whole stacks, they can't hold that
I stick it in her back
Pocket make her butt large

Real Soldier

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

come get cha, do you be mad as fuck 

Chorus:1x 
Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag) 
Don't be no fag boy (Put down that soldier rag)

We Get Around

Snoop Dogg

Philadelphia Freeway

2003

Then she don't get under the kid makin' her bleed
Shit, I'm gone with the breeze, out with the wind
In Miami, tryin' to win two mamis out in the beach

remain sober 
Spitting medicine venom we're king cobras
Never stopping until we finish game over

Boy get hungry then your boy gone eat
Had mad nights with

I really care about u
But tonight I'm with my boys here without u
So politely please leave me alone
We in the zone we celebrating
We going up yea we

Sleeping through the morning
Won't go to bed at night
I wonder what you're doing
If you're feeling alright
Reach the beach sensation
Joyous

a player but I don't run much
Benched and writing lyrics to a song kinda drunk
I see you on the field but your girl cheering me on
Prolly the Nike Airs

ghost
Finna get you burnt, like you're toast (Burnt toast)
The nerve you had to disrespect
You playing games, boy this ain't chess
You playing games like

Let's Go

Kool Moe Dee

The Jive Collection, Vol. 2

1995

chill
Don't nobody touch him 'cause Imma get ill
The boy's phony as a three-dollar bill
And this time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you took the bait

LA Dodger hat rockin’ (Zuko!)
Shades on gameface on
40 ounce sippin’
Pinoy boy oh so handsome!
Coffee in my hand stuck in motherfucking traffic (Skrt!)

We Get Around

Snoop Dogg

Philadelphia Freeway [Clean]

2003

go on an' on
'Cause my game is strong, word is bond

Leave me a zone, no, leave me alone
See, I'm up in the clizzub, bangin' the pizzubs
Tryin' to get