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had it her way, now she out of a Bentley (skrrt)
(Skrrt-skrrt, get out, ooh)

(Offset) 
Fuck how you take it, we straight from the vacant (hey)
I

Ima Charge u for the high
Cause your trap be movin slow (Hahah)

Fell asleep countin racks (Big racks)
No middleman that's a fact
The work we running it

Survival 1st

C-BO

Master P Presents...West Coast Bad Boyz II

1997

front of my eyes. 
It's just some ballin' ass niggas down to die for the West Side. 
California's the state where all bustas die. 
First thought be

and Kelsey ain't do it then that bitch shot herself (haha)
Think about it, any three of them might could be the shooter
Don't take what I say personal it's

by the press (ahh!)
Sometimes I feel weak, sometimes I feel depressed (ahh!)
You can check it out for the score I got from the test
Planned my future

universe
Far from you average rappers
Nothing is by the book
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Show you just how to cook
The city is full of bishops
Putting pressure

ain't working but just check the files
Called your number sorry it was butt dialed
Talk back to me boy why you being hostile
From 2093 but this my

a truck, big B on it
I heard you talkin' gansta shit and we on it
Yea, they say they gon' kill me (what else)
They say they gon' rob me (what else)

The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen
You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen
Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit

C'mon Bishop, man let's cut out all this bullshit, man we can end it right here
It's me and you, Q and Bishop
You ain't got to put on no front for

a deepthroat
Yeah I got her pleased, we replay it
Make a tape with our highlights
Sound like this shit should be the theme song

Come through faded, Ghost always

can't find no help
You make me feel like such a loser

A loser, a rental a dentist, I been to
And take a lose from me and I'll be out it
Out it tryna make

Bring a five, then go buckle up
Oh you said it's live
I might glide to your place with my knuckles up
And I had to gut, all the fat I couldn't stomach

a bumpy ride, now take your seat
And watch your feet, we're about reach
A place where you might need those see
How else will you escape where the demons be

The following suggestive fun
May just be too risqué for some
But anything goes as long as you got the chips
So, its mano a mano yeah pole to pole

loving myself
For a while you tried to help, you really tried to be strong
But by the time I learned my lesson, you were already gone 

Now, it's a 50/50

Necessary Roughness

The Lady of Rage

Necessary Roughness

1997

leave you suckers charred (c'mon)
Now you're burnt to a crisp, so check the vocalist
I get sick with my shit, wicked like sadistics
It'll be a Black

He likes to be ? well, you get the point.?
?Huuut! Your left!  Your left!  Your left?right, left, right, left, right?!?
 
A theme song for

brothers talk shit then they abandon, it's rancid
And I'm still trying to get paid like Ed O'Bannon
You would think that they fired me from a cannon
I did

Ghetto Horror Show

Ice Cube

The Recipe

1998

tomorrow in your eyes 

But look at me nigga I believe I can fly 

You believe you can die, well shit it might happen 

I believe I can rhyme and look,

Let Go (Hit the Dance Floor)

Eve

Bringing Down the House

2003

only if it's done right
Over for you limited funds dudes that ain't nice
Don't matter where you from shake ya asses
It's on and poppin' right now

might keep me here
Fear that I might lose it all
Fear they want my culture gone
They'll take my life if I ever try to put em on
I can't be your credit

like
A man that lost his fuckin' thumb
Hold up, you look like a cab driver
The boy that pump my gas and the boy
At 7-11 I buy my Dutchies from
This might

licorice
Wanna suck my whoa! Taste it
Finger lickin' good some sweet shit
Sugar high dum dum I'm so lit
Now and later
I be the star burst in flavor