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Gettin' Closer to God

Krumb Snatcha Mobsters

Snatcha Season, Vol. 1

1998

an experience of gettin' closer to God

(Come on)
Since the day I was young I had premonitions of an ending to come
Behind the barrel of the next man's gun

Tuck the cannon in the low fabric
Slick Rick grills, 24 gold karats
The Kimber K6s is so savage
It blew his brains all
Over the ghost mattress

a shorty
Can't be my man running with niggas that's not for me (huh)
Before you get popped with this 40
I ask is you dying with the op like naughty (huh)

Big Up ['95 Classic Exclusive]

L.A.S. Own Billy the Kidd

The Saloon Music LP

they're complex 
I'll tie a duck MC up and pour acid down his lyranex 
Chased by Him because his was his beginning 
Federal Bureau couldn't even figure

now strong
Niggas want war I get you
Murked by a wild jawn
The only reason I ain't on
And my niggas is on
Is cuz I got stuck on the
Gold pot that I'm

westside, westside, let's ride

Sea-side, they look when I breeze by 
This is how it sounds when you listen to G's ride 
All the women wanna play and kick

Puckett
On a quest for the ducats and quite frankly I love it
The Peter Parker author with the verbal parkour
Web Slingin' like I'm Spider-Man, spittin

Yo I'm ready to go when I hear it's go time
My thoughts are more valuable then a gold mine
Go find another Mexican
That rap like this man I'm

scared by the way that I dress
Unlike you I couldn't afford to shop at Macy's or Penny's
So it's off to the swap meet for a fresh pair of Dickey's

So what

[Romeo: talking]
Yea uh-huh-uh
Hey pops
I had to do it to em man
haha

[Pre-Hook x2:]
I'm a hustler never sold drugs
Kill is in my blood I was born

a buzz when I dip blunts, and uhh
I make moves with that nigga with the gold fronts
1998 nigga tha tank dawgs rule, I pull a lick and get go
Cus I ain't

Alright lee, i'm just chillin down Shaftsbury, got the gold, catch u later...

Psych

Don't go, busting my balls
Or I'll smash your brain all over

"Hey Cliff!"
"Poly! What's up man?"
"Yo you remember that one story you told me that one time about that girl you liked?"
"Which one?"
"True. Uh, it

me in with her lips as gold as honey

If she knew
I long to touch her silken skin each night
And if she knew
I did this all for her
If she knew
I need

brothas, we got next there's no denying it
My flows are like some bullets, ya but I ain't driving by with them
I'm stunting on this shit, y'all gon have

on your block for three summers and four winters
Chinchilla cold with the soul of a young old nigga
I never been hoed by any thot or gold digger 
The 44

bout Sherri
But I'm ducking her
Elisabeth Hasselbeck is dreaming bout me shhh
Yeah you went gold top twenties where you peak
But I go live in front

right here

Young nigga with a mouth of gold
And I keep the tool
I want problems with like any nigga
That want problems too
Changing the game
It's

Oochie Wally

Braveheart's

Lovin' It 2

2001

really got to gut me
He really really made me scream and shout

He really taught me how to work my body
He really taught me how to do it with my man

black on black
Cuff links is mat
Plated gold in tact
Silence to you snake niggaz
Who hand shake hug fake forsake niggaz
Who backdoor your man kill

me laughin'
The Hennessy is fillin'
Man it's such a gangsta feelin'
if the club is packed
Where them dollars at
DJ official
Yo
like ‘gangster thug in

front on me shorty
Your man is working for me
When in effect I pull TEC and get wreck
Then step 'cause I'm Goodfella exec
Generator when strap rap

good game
I like that boy swag, I like the name on the kid chain

[Verse 1]
Gold grill on the front, trimmed up in the back
I know I gotta cop that, get

Don't know what to say to me
But she's intrigued by the diamond cut watch
The black silk socks, the video is on the pock
Let's move the party to the Doc