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rope it
Yeah I'm gonna sink in
Yeah into the deep end
Into the deep end just tryna
Chill for the weekend
I didn't want this to seep in
I didn't do this

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

you called it like it is you never faked the funk and u didn't give a shit
You was truly a real one
A fucking legend in my eyes if I had to say so
Maybe

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[ verse ]
She got me burning, man, I’m all in a funk
Accompanied by the doc with his latex gloves
In the waiting room, feeling so weak (You don’t

I got the moves
I grab the funk out the trunk and the speakers be bussing
I shoot, I be all in my groove
The Glock gon alarm, he snooze
That nigga he

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

Back then, hoes didn't want it
Now black Benz all hid in corners
My spectacular, vernacular
I spit like giving Ex-Lax

just hit 'em with the funk and it hit me with the wow
I was bleeding on the chest press, the gym, I had to lose some weight
Cole Myer taking steroids

shorty like
I don't know what it is I want from you
Kick rocks 
Waste of space 
I'm done with you
Patience is gone
Where did all go wrong
Niggas calling me

pulled but it's getting to my head
And the only way that I can get right out of this mess
Is to getting back at you with the words that I said 'cause
Are

baller's g's and gangsta's
See I could go out smoking with zags
Now it's sticky sticky green and phillys by the pack
To all you busta ass nigga's who doubted

stuffing
Bullets still smoking like it came out the oven
Only know hate , cuz we got no loving
How the fuck i find peace when i can't even nothing
Can't

doin' so long
掘り出しモン無いの
Can't get what you want
赤毛にマニキュア爪
PIN BALLで DALADi-Dun
Stop it でふたりで Jump
階段のテッペンに
C'mon We be trippin'
遊んで on this song
イケテル

on me
cy you know what?
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hatin' - tryna sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but

shoot that little punk
He ain't want no funk, been a savage before I was Twenty One
I'll put up my fist before pulling that gun
Bring competition I swear

fuck the cost we'll charge it to the game, she wants to link but I'm off the chain, got super powers with my energy, married to the money like

say that you didnt know
Checked on him and is he wit it No
You want Shemar lil bitch i am Veli
In the backyard a whole lot of skellys
And if you fuckin

on a Rollie it's plain Jane I broke it An can't tell the time 
Working hard all I want is the digits ain't worried bout bitches I stay on The grind 
All them

it we'll be fine
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
Take a sip re-la
Stop stop way too emotional
I need I need funk like the
Pum k pum pum pum k pum tsss

on dick and on video
She's just my little hoe
And you can't do shit about it
Just pitiful
This shit is critical
Send you to court with Funk Volume

to believe in
Painting the same strokes until the day's end
Don't want to sit, leave, or breathe
It hurts for me to simply be
Lucy duped me and put me in

I hit a nod
Pharmaceutical wordsmith, even when I'm moving real odd
Raw tip stuck to my finger, like Ann did with Kong
Remix it by the liter,

I don't want the world to see me
Cause maybe these demons will try to end me
I'm exhausted and my body's sleepy
Never the less it's hard to rest – I'm

From What I Was Told

Soulja Slim

Give It 2 'Em Raw

1998

the Beats By The Pound funk
Pull that skunk out, the windows fogged up
And the system all the way pumped
Everything we drop  be fire, don't nothin' be bunk

I'll drink on the henny, but I really want a blunt
And I gotta keep it blunt, foot in the field like a punt
Arm in the rim like a dunk, get out the way