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What We Go Through

Warren G

Take a Look Over Your Shoulder

1997

on my crew

I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live life on ya knees
So God please have a lil' mercy

the present
What better time than to go now so you down?
Hell yeah, let's go!
I mean why not that's different different
Cus you don't hear too many people
That

Grabbin' that stick not a lil pocket rocket
Act like he Yuta my flow he gon' copy
My bitch say she love me she know that I'm toxic
This shit like

(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah

All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this shit by myself
Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I

who don't know me that's ready to ride with me,
With or without em I'm a roll one deep to get you by myself preferably,
Im a G not a gangster but its

Friends

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

People trip out, bring out the hell in me
But I stay paid in full, faithful, and always grateful
Stay on guard, praise God, pity the hateful

Mad Lion:

'm shootin' back
Glock 23, a fool with that
Bitch, this a Demon, it's not a 'Cat
Took my semen and left her scratch
Guess this her lil' evidence
I'm the one who

lit shit
Tell that bitch nigga I will pop him like a insect
Had you crying.. like a infant
Ay, do my dance lil baby I really hit shit
What you tryna do?

could use a little reparation for all the doubtin and fakin
I been facing where I'm at now 

I feel Big Brother hands on me
Saying don't you go runnin lil

a nigga playin' chess, I'm king
My niggas ridin' with Berettas, fuck a sting
You know I'm poppin' every lil' ting
Got a lot of D, got a lot of hundreds

Chase the money with my brodies
I been thuggin by my lonely
Went to four no sleep Im kobe
These niggas shady and they phony
Hell nah i cant be yo homie

Huh bitch, I'm Mr go Up In The Store, huh

Bitch, I'm Mr go Up In The Store
Jam The Chip Then Dip
Told brodie stop the scam shit
I'm a hypocrite
Sick

niggas back to school
Smokin' reefer, hell yeah, hoppin' out the coupe
Yeah, I'm a Kenny, but I'm Mr. Body bags to you
Pop a perky, hell yeah, then I act

Initiated

2Pac

Nu Mixx Classics, Vol. 2 (Evolution: Duets and Remixes)

2007

'm out to get high & supply 
What you need Mr. Postman 
Comin' through with all the mail What you need? 
I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell

brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces
Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz

See where I'm from you hear dem dawgs barkin
I was blinded by dem streets they took a toll on me
Hell nah shit ain't swisher sweet I keep a pole

Coolaxini
Kyun main ne pyaar kiya?
What the hell am I doing here?
Coolaxini
Jab se main ne dil diya dard ka koi pill liya

Mr ishQ Bector

Yeh nain

Better suck my dick (my dick)
Bitch find out where I live, had to move my crib (had to move my crib)
Name one ho real (name one)
Stop playin', lil, boy,

of these pranksters aspire for jail
Some of these gangsters aspire for hell
I'm just tryin' to make it back to the shomayim
Qualify for citizenship in Zion

the oven
Seen tha c-section scar first time we was fuckin' And I was like, hold up wait, you got a kid
She said, hell yeah, lil' nigga getting big
This

Fuckin' with Lil' Cam, we gon' leave him stuck
If you fuckin' with my brips, I'm gon' have you dead as fuck

If you fuckin' with Lil' Cam, I'm gon' leave

of heaven after hell
Just know that even if we fail at least we tried
We'll try again tomorrow and win
So hear me out, Mr Crim
Oh, Mr Crim
No I'm not giving

Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
Down lil bitch sit down
Down Down
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Oh, I wanna fall in love,
I just wanna be the one you say ‘I’m home to’
It’s nice to be in love - again and again
Oh, I wanna  meet Mr. Right
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