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she still said she gone be back hot by the summer
Add y'all up a dime a dozen, get a decimal still couldn't come for a comma
Hard time remembering

LA, I'm by the bay
Shootin' shots and takin risks is why its right I'm here to play
So come and hop on tracks, just to stack them racks
If you have my

to The Chode with all the power
Bernardo and Matt getting Devoured on this track
Because they lacking bitches
And rather be getting it in the Back
Then talk

the people who come from my city
I'm down for the people who bumping my shit cause they seriously feel me
This music gon kill me, this game gon be the end

That rlly be calling my phone when In z'ing
Like b can you come pick me up in the bm
Like no what the fuck I would rather dreaming
Or plotting

and I can relate
Hip hop has always been a drug When I need an escape
The game is so amazing
I remember how a song told the Stories we're facing

& turn into an assassin
Ya wanna sleep so don't hop on the wagon
Gang finna eat tell em boys keep nappin
Wanna talk hot get pop what happened
2 shots
BOP

Got ammo but don't got the six
Get paper like it's on my hip
It's sticking to me like a stitch
That's crazy I don't want your praise
Got friends to lean

the stoke

No trend, I'm a rolling stone
No big track, with a burner phone
Little man, don't come in da zone
Spliff ya ass up if you got a bad tone

I'm

Bodya

Boogiemonsters

God Sound

1997

the poor like it's sport
We gotta keep you open, hip-hop is how you walk and how you talk
???? for the love of pride we think we holdin down some fort

Man's Key

Your new to this but we been vinyl hogs
You talk pussy like Vagina Monologs 
You walk rookie, probably mistook me for a fed
Cause I moved in

Applying pressure on these rapper necks, fuck passing tests
this present tense, real excellence
Still blessing them Hip-Hop lovers
Perfection is unobtainable

hip-hop, you had to turn to the H
But now you ain't done enough till BYO loving you
Now you ain't done enough till POY proud of you.
Told Dodger we know

in my coat
Cocaine blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car keys and ID that's fake
And rhymes do pay so my pockets do grow
I snort so much

Smokedope and Rap Live [Live]

Andre Nickatina

These R the Tales

2000

smoke no joke
Check me right now there's a gram in my coat
Cocaine blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car keys and ID that's fake
And rhymes

it's awful
I cannot believe I can't shake you off me
Ha come on now now listen listen
Cuz we got weapons exotic Benz's no stain left inside the Westin

a dog so she play by the leash
She tell me to choke her both hands then I squeeze
But please don't confuse me I do it wit ease
No I don't need you baby

them hop in an album that's no skips
Dead or alive, they talk of their top five
I'm trying to be in that number like the saints marching in
Been

the feds eating bologna (Free em)
You can catch me by my doley
Zo a nigga fore he zo me
On the block 9 to 5 niggas acting like they know me (They don't know

Don't get sidetracked, come on
There's a million dollars in
The motherfucking pocket
La Coka Nostra, we taking the
Motherfucking hip-hop game over

The L.A. Song

People Under the Stairs

O.S.T. (Original Soundtrack)

2002

high visibility Catalina and sail boats
Hollywood hip hop soaps and sit-com dreams
I make morphine for beat fiends
Support L.A. teens stay trippin

Then it's time fi move on
And let the don dadda
Come and slide in
Shawty love
when me take over
Pull up in de drive way
With de rover
She know when me

to be exact
Bro hit me in the morning, like Buz we need a track
Game gave me all her heart  thats why I love her back
When Internal Strife drop there

Ewaaaahhhh
The KK on my hip 
Like I'm Kanye 
I raised you boys to men
Like I'm wanye
Perfect time aye 
Walk in your residence 
Talk to the president 
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