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Black Widow

Kool G Rap

The Giancana Story

2002

She's cleared (dodgin' heat) to (play the street)
Get ill (let the guns blow, had to eat)
She's about (copped the raw) the dough (went to war)

a nigga live or die
The Lord can't see us quit your little job I
Ain't never fuckin' work
All I know is this trip
Pimp a ho on this dough
Ounce of weed,

sword 
Live by the gun ima die by it lord 
Pimping ain’t easy I love me some whores 
I slide in that pussy like whales to shore 
You niggas want war? I

or die
But this race I'm bout to lose
I'd b damned to play a fool
Tell me yu playing by the rules
Need a lover, need a boo
My peace when I'm in a bad mood

hangs in most
Homes and around our necks
And we have just taken that
For granted all our lives
Is it a symbol of hope or hopelessness? The
World's most

Her mouth full of lies, nose
Full of white lines, ayy, huh
Kill 'em mice just to stay alive
Just to die some day
White doves in the sky, you
Could

changing
i am leaving
i am leaving
a loner a loon
howling at the moon
write it in the sky
rock n roll will never die
and
i thank you very much
if you don't

dying to live this shit ain't no show but niggaz thinc it's love n hip hop was real til it got real and u got jammed up with that ziplocc they narrate

my side
I’m just praying for the better real niggas don’t die so my brothers gon live forever
I got angels n the Sky
Hope the Dv shades block the pain

That Crazy Life
You Might Live Today But Might Die Tonight So I Ain't Goin Out Without A Fight
Got My Target In My Sight
Put My Cuete Put Tight And I

and the clean roll
I went up for my shit n came down with mine 
I Knew what was at steak when I had a dime 
Everyone die but the gun undefeated 
Pop at a nigga

Zone Out

Nas

God's Son

2002

cats nigga, get you killed
Warnin', Jungle always keep a gun on him
Pull out, , four head gone 'n
Sloppy, droppin' you birds
Close range so my

fucker shoot it if you got a gun you better mother fucki'n pull it
I been ready to die,
Cock the gun back put it aside load it up right and let that

rising to fame
'Nuff of these guys will lose
Their mind for the fame grind for my name
I know it sounds a little bit insane
But I'll die for my chain
I'm

of the year
Adsco guy of the year
Let it begin to shutdown
That adsco reigns day by day

I live I blow
Otua ka nwa guy si e grow
So ito kanyi di wee na flex

Bumbell

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

it, gives a (uff) I'm a flaunt it
That (haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the bumbell
[Chorus] X 2
[Tech N9ne] (Yukmouth)
Yeah (Live and direct)

If I live by the gun
I’ma die by the gun
If I drink too much
I’ma die by the cup
If I pop too much
I’ma die by drugs
If I bet too much
I’ma lose all

effective, change matters, Where is that at
Christian Lives Matter let's start that. All about equally right
Never mind I'd rather die then be equal with

dump his ass in a reservour
Real n-gga repertoire
Add five or six blunts to the head, it helps
Reportin' live from the top of the food chain
We eatin

Like colts about the waste.  So Annie, now--
Have we not known each other all our lives?
I do beseech you by the love you bear
Him and his children not

Late Night

2Pac

Suge Knight Represents: Chronic 2000 [Clean]

1999

In the drop-top Jag', how many n****s wanna be me?
Game is automatic, mandatory I sell
To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell
'Cause

escargot
Jam'n yer nubs in a wood chipper
I live my life like it's fargo
An i'm far gone
Hit play on the disc it's a car bomb
Ain't pick'n the kids up from

So many different ways that you can die
Like o d on drugs or get beat by thugs
Or a bite on the ass from a venomous bug
Or a shock to the heart from

Throw it on the stone let em
Know this my epitaph

Momma why you crying
And talking bout dying
We all gotta die but you said we'd die trying
And live