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Side, Gang Signs
YG, per la street Ho la gang outside
Come Suede, giro in ParkSide
Ti Fottono, frate nella Wrong Side
Westside step, step by step
Ti

away 

Now I've gone astray 
My head isn't the same 

We had it good, we had it fine, it was alright
We blew the time 
Right by with every lighter
Her

clutchin' like I do it
I told you motherfuckers if you got it I'm running to it
And I ain't never worried I get there in a hurry
And if you need to get your

Someday

Nina

Someday

Someday you're gonna realize
One day you'll see this through my eyes
By then I won't even be there
I'll be happy somewhere 
Even if I can't

I

know rest 
Tribeans you know the set
Bobby pins I'm at your head 
They fraid to come pass like south east north west 
Cause I'm too direct like a coup

I'm waking up all alone
Where the hell did everyone go
I swear this house was full last night
I swear it wasn't just all in my mind
But this damn fog

I don't give a damn if what they say about you
is true
I'm not the one to judge cause I got some secrets too
I do
You wanna know what it feel like

like
Lord knows that I’m just tryna do right
I feel like it's a prison
Still I see the vision feelin like we trapped
But lord knows we ain’t gon never

you I can't lie
But why you had to switch up on me
Just like a lamp light
Writing by a lamp light
Listing what you've taken from me
This was the plan

taught to live by what I've dreamed
And somehow in this world of chains I'm free

Whoa
Precious times
Whoa
Precious times

Even just for a little

I really wanna die
Countless thoughts of you right here yeah, by my side,
Now I'm getting off the x tonight
I don't wanna feel pain alright,
I've been

The Murda Show

Spice 1

Hits

1998

Damn Eiht
What the fuck we gonna do now?

I don't know homeboy you know what I'm sayin' but I'll tell you like this
We gonna bust some ass for

she is
(No you didn't)
She was good all by her lonely
(Sh'ol was)
I got to thinking, for a split second
Well, say I was the one that made her lonely

a ride, I got you so you never gotta Uber yeah
What you want I bought it just so show you you was special, yeah
And now I'm looking special ed
Got me

and they phony
I did it all by my lonely
Shaq on the block
I was just trapping up top
Selling them rocks to jabronis
I need a lot man
I need a lot
I need

God After Me

Construcdead

Repent

2003

Sometimes when I walk the streets
I'm overcome by this fantasy
That I'm the only one whose mind is not yet gone,
And that the rest live in

I’m all she wants plus money

Tell me what is on your mind
I want that goody goody
All the time in my mind
I want that booty booty

Tell me what is

Enough of that what about me nigga I'm a playa young G
Everything I ever wanted I got it straight out the streetz
Running to the money in the field like I

Bitch I'm having bands (Bands) let's go to Paris
(Paris)
Vv diamonds (Vv) round' my neck, hoes staring
I already pushed the Benz, I want that McLaren

you make it, we all make it
What if I don't make it?
Listen, I told you how to get into the drug game
Now I'm tellin' you how to get the fuck out
You

room in the middle of June 

I like it when you sleep by the window 
Because the sunlight looks good in your eyes 
when you hold me upright 
Take a look

Moi c'est Jul je nique les bandeurs
J'bosse dur y'a pas d'détente
Là j'suis dans la caisse
Y'a plus d'shit ça s'grille des blondes
Pourquoi tu m

Too many hoes just ain't in my bracket
Im with some slimes they all like whats bracking
Get you hung by your neck like a jacket
N*ggas wear fitteds

you're by yourself
Comparing life and film
All those lonely nights
Can get you so attached to the first thing
Never letting go 
Of the grip

And we're