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6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just

New York City
Nothing is pretty
In New York City

Everyone runs
Everyone has a gun
In New York City
No one has pity
You must look tough and strong
Coz

the L.I., 3-1 after 6, son
Dodge a Tech N9ne like everybody move, son
Awe in my eyes, 'cause I'm blinded by the Son
Okay, bred from the 6, I'm Jordan with

the time and we been on the roads
Right from the pavements this flower had rose
Stuck to the concrete I walk by the codes

I need all of my money no settling

drive by
On the corner hustling, roses and bean pies
N***** think they wavy but ain’t gotta surf board
Live from the West where we quake the earth’s core

that crazy?
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they can't escape me

to a colleague that the church along with the rest of the city seemed to be entirely undamaged when swish, bang, a shell from a German field gun, a 105, exploded

invented the Cheat codes
Watch my signature moves like Im d.rose
You gonna see why my eyes they Stay close
N why the curtains never fall When they throw rose

And roses smell like boo boo
Wake up and smell the roses
Somebody once told me to
Wake up and smell the roses
And roses smell like boo boo
Wake up n smell

the start
Big body ghost, guide me thru the city streets
Live by the code honor respect is the least
Overlook and they talk, my price just increase
Raise in

her it's only you
I move with my dogs like I ain't got none for you
If we get to beefing then I'm pulling up with N.R.M.N crew
Black Audi real tight

Special Force US Army
Chorus: Drop the gun And move and have some fun
Drop the gun And everybody
MC Lorry:我同D Game友 恨做军人差佬恨到发烧
睇报纸话D阿Sir拮鱼咁都唔Q俾钱
Wow...大大只字

a referee
Move the campers to yo city like a refugee
I put n****s on they feet, Yeah I bought n****s shoes (I bought n****s shoes)
Hit a n***a with a pound,

trap tho
Niggas they shoot the shit
Are they strapped tho 

Hook 
Yeah I’m back in city 
Trunk look like a gun show
Yung dude think he litty 
Talked shit

the ground oh im in the paint shop now

Body work done surface smooth let's groove
Son of a gun grey spraying real soon
Undies getting locked n loaded next

nxggaz move hot n they get locked up by the muthafuckin pigs/ Fxckn wit dem Haitians in my city then they'll show up at ya muthafuckin crib

Verse 2
My

gotta make your own moves
(Aah)
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
It ain't Jason Rose no more
Bitch, it's Mr. Rosenberg
CEO of my own company
Call me

Ay
N**** dont move
Back in tha bushes my roots
All bout a price tag
These n****s gon be on tha news
I got a big bag
Rollin up gas like a snack wrap

Fresher Than Ever

Young Money

Rise of an Empire [Clean]

2014

to this one n****
I never fold, keep my hand on my gun n****
Momma told em kill em with my music slowly
The game over, and Imma cross over like Kobe
Now

minimaal 4 overblijven
Moet m’n city op de kaart zetten
Sannie facking dyna, mattie kijk hoe we door Laak rennen
Ben nog lang niet rich
Dus zoek die

hold a gun
I can't lie I count my days
I'm getting older every day
Hate the way I move get used to it
I don't think I can change
Been in bondage for so

Make a Move

Lloyd Banks

Rotten Apple [Clean]

2006

I'm back, nigga

I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit

Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)

2Pac

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory [Clean]

1996

this statement

It's not about East or West
It's about n****z and b****es
Power and money, riders and punks
Which side are you on?

Gun c***ed, six

the city.
Missing you Mama Missing you mama missing mama missing you mama 

Pink Roses On Your Grave  
I Dedicate this to Mama 
Laying Roses on your grave