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new souls
Got old ways 
we new kids
Always a rookie
No go pro
Like movies
We back in
Like we never left
Yo bips tell em why we talking

Killas back, I

police walking up knowing they can't talk to us
Ain't no stopping this re rock from hitting the block with us
I'm on some new shit you couldn't see with

If you can't tell by now, I like guns

Sitting on the back porch
Chewing on a haystack
Thinking 'bout the ways that I'ma
Give my baby payback
Lord

to the shoe

Started really seeing 

what that money a do 



Got on the block yeah I flipped it by 2 

But I Wasn’t happy with the prices it drew 



 I want

my bike in the Safeway parking lot
chased em for five blocks, never got it back
 
 
Verse
We were already fading I just didn't know it yet
Holding onto

Low C
Yeah, stay low

I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
I need some hunnids, and I need to scheme
I need the W by any

cooked 6 trays

Split it 6 ways, call me new money
Call my kids old money, grandkids royalty
Half Turkish, half German call her payback
On my lap in

Drop top, new Porsche, park the Benz in the garage 
Shoe store by the rack, ain't got time to try them on
When you living like m, that's the type

run it
That new watch, bitch, run it
That lil' chain, bitch, run it
Them car keys, bitch, run it
Boy, don't be no dummy
Don't you try nothin' funny

Welcome aboard everybody
Thanks for flying the friendly skies with Jimmy Swiss and Uncle Andy
I really hope you enjoy your flight
Kick back

Robbin' of da Hood

King Sun

Strickly Ghetto

Bring a duct tape and strap 2 joints and 4 clips
Don't slip, yo, be on point
The kids that we hittin is supposed to be willies
One from New York and one

Yo, Nas, whattup?
Yo, whattup, kid?
What's goin' on, Ill?
I'm just tryna tell these brothers where I'm comin' from
You know what I'm sayin'?

Yo, Nas, whattup?
Yo, whattup, kid?
What's goin' on, Ill?
I'm just tryna tell these brothers where I'm comin' from
You know what I'm sayin'?

the 9 on my back Ima threat Joe Burrow
Flew my caliber and pack From Cali to New Orleans
Gave her flowers she alive Pink runts when I spoiled her
I Put

and just pull it
Got the tank 22, full clip
Cock back into yo neck silly you
I'm killin' you
You gettin' blessed by the L-O
Say hello, to my big partner
Yo

on the block, respect it

Better live and learn
Everybody know we came up, wait your turn
It's been fuck a friend, fuck a bond, bridges burn

Anybody fake on me,

Channel 10

Capone-N-Noreaga

The War Report

1997

bought toast and got life (you remember Juice?)
General Emanuel, cell block, cold crop 
Got bagged up, weed, by cream cop
Fuck the world 
The way

Fuck Dat

Onyx

Shut 'Em Down

1998

My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new

other 
Niggas is dead or they in jail leaving kids with they mothers 
Community dying we killed by the police and our brothers
No love in the streets 
U

like pharmacies
Who give drugs to the kids for a tooth ache
Pills ain’t real y’all too fake
Backed by a brand who two faced
Came back with a plan that’s

for the white kids who still singin' that "Thotiana" (Huh?)
In the back of they mom's new Honda, sayin'
"Please play the song 'Mo Bamba'!" (Hahah!)
This

thing he'll pay off like a loan
He worth seven-figures paying off his phone
These niggas is gone
I'm a take you then run it up
Til our kids in the back

Shine

Pharoahe Monch

W.A.R. (We Are Renegades)

2011

shine

Now New York if ya in the house and ya turnin' it out
Without a doubt, know what I'm talkin' about
Just scream and shout and everybody say

Take me back Reub, yeah, ski, yeah, ski, yeah, yeah
Bringing food to yo door, trap game to official
Knocking down heads, it's just me and my niggas