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It get cold in the rain when you steppin' by yourself
And I held out my hand but nobody gave me help
Was it part of the plan for everybody turn they

Opps on my ass, don't know what they're comin' for
BANG BANG BANG BANG

(Boy I don't know)

Heavy gang bangin' outside of my mother's womb
Choppa

Opps on my ass, don't know what they're comin' for
BANG BANG BANG BANG

(Boy I don't know)

Heavy gang bangin' outside of my mother's womb
Choppa

Opps on my ass, don’t know what they’re comin’ for
BANG BANG BANG BANG
(Boy I don’t know)
Heavy gang bangin’ outside of my mother’s womb
Choppa

to run up me a check
Ain't no one was doing shit for me
I had to stay down by myself and blow up by my lonely
On my way to the top making it there slowly

Lay Low

Master P

No Limit: Greatest Hits

2006

who be talkin' loud and holdin' his dick
Talkin' shit: he better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick
Now she sick: she

Want to leave me
(Well, if your leaving then leave
Get to walking and leave my V)

Ohh, calm down, baby
You're overreacting, haha
Oh, I got y'all back in

wanna see my name tattooed on your kitty
Hit me hit me with your best shot I confess now
You don't mess around when you when you buss it down
Baby shake

Gang baby

Baby take a look at my life
Let's drop the top on my ride baby
Yo nigga ain't hittin' that right
Come roll with me for the night baby

he said he down to ride, then looked me in my eyes
Tre Pound, hop out walk him down, don't do drive-bys, we slide

Tell my lil' nigga to spin, he

the bass
I don't give a fuck what you happen to say
Cause I'm passing ya lane, gotta flash in my veins
With 16 bars I'm attacking ya brain
And by the last

Bartender

Akon

Now, Vol. 25 [New Zealand]

2007

you on my billboard, we can act like the charts, I can end up on top (end up on top)
Don't smoke, don't drink, that's why I don't be by the bar, baby

the wall, I can't hesitate, fuck with me though
We got that good product
Influenced by Pac way before he got shot up
Real recognize real and we in

Florida thang
Got me hangin' out the window just yellin' your name, yuh
When I see you I'ma ride right by
But when I need you I'ma bang your line 'cause

fall out with me, I was Down with keepin' it goin
Shots up in the chamber, wasn't Flexin', had it reloaded
Shoppin', chasin' papers send the Bag, got it

Whatever it is you seek out to be
I hope to see your happy faces later in my life until then
Back then they used to called me kid
I still see they

my darling
Blood will pay us money
How bout nigga you funny
Bang too hard you dummy
Don't just call me sonny
Like 10 racks I'm gally
We take it serious

drugs
They rolled the window down and was like, "What up, cous'? 
That nigga that y'all killed at that store, I'm his son"
Twan like, "Don't call me

scent 
Make no sense 
She wanna fuck with the gang 
I'm on a trip to the bank 
Make no sense 
Niggas is snatching my chain 
I load the clip and I bang

me
But when I see em they get got
And a bitch ain't gimmie shit
Cause you know gimmie got shot
And free Sonny, hold up lets put money on his books

Ridin' Slow

Bun B

Trill O.G.

2010

Pimp C
We fuckin' wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin' down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my production is tight" - [Big L]
"We run shit!" "I ain't playin'

Soulja's Story

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

"pay 'em back" shit
Niggas don't wanna try me, brother you'll get shot down
Now I'm king of the block, since my bigger brother's locked down

I'm hot

sides 
If you try it you gon' die

See here that's the thing you think you know me tho'
I don't try to force it not impressive I collect my dough

get on me
Cause I want my fucking space
The call me Deadbeat cause I'm looking like trash
But I don't give a fuck you can go kiss my ass
Rush on fire