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a crip or a blood but my gang with me


Me and my niggas don’t dance we hit the money dance when the 
Cheque come our way 
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac

Walking wit steppas you can’t reach this level
You hit the wrong button you get played like a album
Hoes throwing salt pick a stone like Rosetta
I

(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in

Soldier

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by

a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us

Anybody Can Get It

E-40

Breakin News

2003

(Anybody)

Don't act like you can't get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my dude Bone Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, David Banner
And E-40

Just keeps reminding us of the struggles
They start pulling up pictures
Of us getting hit
By dogs and firehoses and all that
You know like, my daughter

Still fightin paranoia 
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for 
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by

(Woo)

Ayy, Sentry, this matchup too Jigga, g (Huh?)
Serially killin' them beats like villainy
(Grr) too many mini-me's I seen since
I hit the scene too

[Lil Wayne talking]

Uh-oh, uh-oh

You know how we do it

Weezy and Petey, baby

Ya'know

This here is 500 Degreez

Holla at 'em dogg

[Petey Pablo]

Changes

King Curtis

Live at the Fillmore West

1971

(yep)
My momma knew I was (was)
Everything I knew I was, I was destined for greatness
I knew I would be rescued by greatness (uh huh)
My first album

this a draco
This bitch get to singing marvins room
It's it's favorite song
I went and hit the plug for the bows
Call me jon jones
Hollow tip hit fucking

Know what the fuck goin' on
417, nigga, fuck your team nigga

Big 417, LongLive Melo, LongLive Jon, MeloMode, come on
How you tryna beef with us, but

(uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)

niggas washed up, all you niggas getting old
I ain't never been pressed cause a nigga do not fold
Stand tall, ten toes, yea im living by the code
If

fucking cause panic
Fuck all that shit I like it when its classic
Swerving in lanes, I'm avoiding all traffic
Peterman gang I hit them niggas up
Tell em

Now that you've listened to the album
I'd like to cordially invite you
To the last night of your lives

Hell can't take me
But heaven wouldn't either

Track: “Blasphemy (feat. Bue) [prod. Jaysea & Bri Crisp]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”

really hope you come back with one last hit
I'm bouta get it in the mix with my 5th album
You know it's finna be lit
But above all, I want you to know

throughout the whole coast
I already know I'm a goat
I stay with the drip shout out to lil boat
Pull up to the show turn up with the bros
They know us by

can't knock the hustle (alright)
But I- it's like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen
And my Jake but I put more D on me
Lil' Weezy Wee gon' eat

a nigga from Clayco act
We can hit nigga fuck where your Draco at 
I got brothers in the city come and get me 
They'll take it that's a fact 
You'll never

Money on my mind so I grind for that Paper
Just got car washed up for haters
Speakers on blast hit the gas see you Later
Looking so fresh special

Unless that muthafucka my wife
That's right
They say, Chris Ray, you ain't never been like this
Just wait for the rest of the album, lil bitch
Wait for