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the drive way I don't it but I popped him

(I may run from who??)
(Oop Who Oop)

This shit feel fake because it's me
Not televised for human eyes that's what

I be rolling down the street playing blues with my sawed off
If I catch you slipping then your ass is getting hauled off
And I be rolling down

ex-girlfriend|Leave the coast a-clear|'Cause when we're lickin' shots |We don't care, our troubles disappear | |Bridge:|I may feel the pain tomorrow|And still be just

We Can Make It Right

Lil' Romeo

Gametime

2002

cold
I tell my friends, family and all my fans
May God bless everyone on this land
It's a hard life, but love is love, play your cards right
Reach for

As you wish, Guruji!
Guru Ji?
What should I do with this water?
Take this back home.
Sprinkle it in your treasurey.
Your treasury will be filled with

Change up the face you may throw up
Little baby doll is coming home so what
How bout it I'm the king of the stone
You better leave me alone, oh

Hand your

Extacy

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits [Chopped and Screwed]

2004

(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled 
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.

blown it
So many opportunities you've thrown away
May you remember till your dying day
Even now you still don't recognize
All the people hurt by careless

you
Where the hell will I go
I'm inclined to believe you are trouble to be
But for now that means nothing to me
It may be trite, but my god your eyes,

That's All She Wrote

Eminem

No Mercy

2010

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with,

the predator, you are the prey
You are domestic, I am a stray
Bitch, I'm wild with all my style
You can see this drip be dripping all day
Talking your shit, well,

Ghetto Cowboy

Mo Thugs Family

Boom, Vol. 2

1999

masta plan
Since he already rowdy 
I just asked the man (HEY)
You want some work?
Well partna put in your bid
And by the way now whats your name?

doesn't mean nothin'
Bumble bees buzzin' cause the trouble needs lovin'
Wonder who really give a fuck what I have to say?
Those are the people to which I

now the next generation is passing you by
such a shame, you wanted to be the top cat
now you're walking down boardwalk with your top hat
think twice

Gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busing in from out of state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out

Southside

Lil Scrappy

Coach Carter

2005

the southside
(ayy, ayy, ain't nothin, ain't nothin, ayy)
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]
Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it

the kings lap.

Which is reserved for my son only.

Pray to the lord that in your next birth

You will be born to me, only then will you be able to sit in

your troubles
Don't take someone else's property
Don't steal if you don't want to be treated the same way one day
Better trying to be the honest

I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute"
I said: "Yes, I know, but
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends like

to and never ask why
Even mensa has led you to pensively question the part of your life that you find
Dull may be blissful and now that you miss it you won't let

comes from ohhh ohhh
And by  the blood and your testimony you overcome ohhh ohhh
He's got it all in control let go His plan is sure sure ohhh ohhh
Eyes

how many mouths you gonna feed?
You've got the world, it don't matter what you do
Protected by a field made of thousand dollar suits
You caused a
Whole

Lord here I am
Giving all that I have
You are God in my day of trouble
Through it all Lord Your love won't waver
In the eye of the storm You'll be my God

on TV by my brother and me
We gon rise like the sun my brother and me
We be gettin' hella drunk my brother and me
And shawty I'm on the counters my