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a wife, a shop, his boys.
But in his skull i-deas turned and twisted.

A well-worn copy of Hasting's guide
And the good 'ole Donners by his side,
They

a coup
Seating two
This bitch ain’t got no roof
Nothing new
No I do not want yo' boo
She to loose
She been around the crew
Sorry you
Man I’m sorry you

Paid TWO for a bracelet
Did dirt by my lonely no time for explaining
World can be yours stay down if you claim it 
History in the making you bitches

trip new destination get there by the air
And if its sketchy we gone send them bitches back through the air
You double up we cut the price of two you

and round again
Shutdown man a get fined in the street by the cops now, masked up gloved up
looking like a robbery going to the shop now
every single

I'm hangin out with the live crew
Dan Dash, Darien, Clark Kent too
The Future Sound, Sean Wan, brother Suave and Kirk
It doesn't take a genius to know

and make you dance
Tainted Lady
Tainted Lady

Like two comets in the night
We pass each other by
Only space keeps us apart

You shine your light on me 
Just

Ill Street Blues

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

'cross the bread borders 
 So nobody can short us, he fled down to headquarters 
 Ready to put some work in, we're not a lazy crew, we'll do a job or two

hit the lotto 
Know my motto
Fuck the 12 like fears

Y'all shop at Ross 
Y'all shop At sears 
I rock louvi voutan 
Polo draws with the bears 

Shawty

love than Delilah
Gemini two and a half man like Sheen and John Cryer
Limits the sky, no it isn't, there is no limits
Passion can't be denied, and with

feinds by the liqour shop
Now it’s money in abundance
Big belly bundles
When you turn down a quarter mill it’s hard to stay humble
I started with a crumble

time to set up shops; wild in this game and got props
And fuck cops; we puffin' lah wit' windows up in drop tops
Nothin' stops my crew from gettin' it;

Da Da Da Da
Light the puff up on you
(thisisbiggz on the beat)

Hitting the gas rollin' it up
Blowing the gas blowing the funk
Don't give a, ah

sometime
Hit a line for their ties oh man
Go another drive by
2 Injured 1 died
CP24 Live Broadcast

Wanna take my hustle away
Take my pride
Take my woman

On Me
BRILL feat. Keely Ferguson
(Produced by: csar)

(BRILL)
First I get one drink, maybe buy two,
Sip the third drink, fourth one's on you, 
Drink

dick pussy niggas
Down with the quick
My peeps guzzilin' while your
Crew was takin' sips
Set the vault lampin' comin'
Through comin' through
QB in this

time
To when I could live life
Alright Time Machine
What time will we see
Next? Ready? One two three
Aw. I wish I could fix these memories
I can try

Paper Mountain Man

Linda Perhacs

Parallelograms

1970

Well you live, in a tiny bungalow
With a Dutch wooden door, and a pot belly stove
You wear Marlboro boots and buckskin jackets
Sewn by the love

Boyz 2 Men

A+

Hempstead High

1999

time to set up shops; wild in this game and got props
And fuck cops; we puffin' lah wit' windows up in drop tops
Nothin' stops my crew from gettin' it;

of absolute manitrition

My complex disposition, forces crews into submission

Beginnings on one six two, switches through to witch's brew

On which is true,

You can't hit my phone
On no lil boy shit
I'm too grown
Bad bitch
Got her from the islands
Shawty two toned
No coupon
I paid all cash
This ain't what

With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

Gangsta Lean

2013

to creep
It's not Compton, it's South Central like a bitch
Another gee with a gaffled gangster pitch
If your game is weak, you speak straight punk
If funk

the ball
You'll be like "why me?"
Trust me cuz, one by one
I'll make all six of them whitey
Man's got Japanese and Chinese
Don't try tell me about shinies