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Nigga yeah ahhh yeah channel nine
Ten shots popped noggin' Fox News
Nail em' down we can turn em' Jesus
Fmj break skulls if I bang he gon bang too
We

you saving for? You know?
(And by the way sir, this Fendi shirt's a go)
Just because there's more to it than music
You understand?
Niggas gotta have

Drive by with Mike Breen bullets, all you hear is bang, bang, it's good, I've been mentally

Weakened by the fraudness of different people, been taking

to be undercover
You can tell by how she posts
You ain't never recover

This ain't for the album 
But I wanna get my shit off yeah
30k is not enough, I

ludicrous
And For you funny style guys
I'd advise you to change ya tune
When you dealing with a lunatic
There's a couple of rules we go by
No papers

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

walk, bang to the beat
My album's the dope that I slang on the street
Make piñatas of foes, let 'em hang by the feet
Bat to the brain, then I aim for

We are the Jimmys 
We like to sing 
We like to play guitar 
And bang on things 

We make an album 
Each winter and spring 
And sometimes Jimmy 
Will

(Ayy, ayy, gang)
(Yeah, another bang)
(Gang!)
You know how we rock
Fuck with Niglerdiktas gang (ah)
You know it's suicide
We got like 3 straps for

from Stockton
Now I've got it locked in
Keys to the city
With a bitty gettin litty
Talk that shit it's bang bang chitty
Like I'm Diddy
Fuck committees

to the migo fährt der Nase nach
Gebe gaß drive by
La to the migo versteht kein Spaß
Yeah
24/7 bin am hasseln
Mach mein scheiß und werde reich
La to the migo hat

Keep It Thoro

Prodigy

Backstage: A Hard Knock Life

1999

Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album

"Perfect Ten"
Said, "Man you should name your album, 'Faith of a Mustard Seed'"
At that very moment, I didn't know exactly what he meant by it
But I knew

This album was funded with dope money
Play me some pimpin, man
Y'all about to witness, One of 208's
Baddest motherfuckers around here
Now I'd like

and march by
Like a flint how fast we let sparks fly
Let it rain let it bang in a cycle like a F5 I bring the pain
For all you skirts still talking tough
You

are up to every tarmac
Up for every lap I don't give my car back
This song is going far back like the explosion of a star back
In the days big bang this

Cross 'Em out and Put a 'K

Westside Connection

Bow Down

1996

the boopin' floosin'
Off this gang-bang music
So all I'd wanna got the room stumped
I'm smokin, make dough like Trump
Cookin powder til they chunk, punk!

games I don't say no names
Fuck apologies I don't take no blame
Hate all you want but these 808's gone bang
Gone make some shake: cocaine
Gone make some

Yea
Haunted by my emotions
While I write my shit
Imma talk my shit
She gotta attitude ion like that bitch(What)
Can't trust I'll pull on my

Decky beats, album Kingpin, 2019, Milion plus
Yeah, aha, aha yah, yah, yah
Decky beats

Naš život jedna vel'ká oslava, ah, Bohemian Trapsody
Ten

not to chill with niggas
Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street
With the album, I'm an athlete
The way I be makin' the track meet

Just like this album on the way he got a date
Blood in the street it look like Bombay
I'll squeeze this motherfucker til my palm ache
And, none of my

pisania w zasięgu wzroku wygrana
Za jakieś paręset kroków jest szansa pooddychania
Moja oaza wracam do niej co album
Taki los jest już bardów się nie głowię

ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't