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Gangsta Gangsta

N.W.A

Kool Rap

1988

About drinkin' straight out the eight bottle
Do I look like a mothafuckin' role model?
To a kid lookin' up to me
Life ain't nothin' but bitches

back
So relax as Sae'Von shares his tales of the road
Light one, and let it burn slow
Please tell me where my fucking drivers at
I'd ask for riders but

Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that

Convoy

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall's Greatest Hits

1978

rolled up Interstate 44
Like a rocket-sled on rails
We tore up all of our swindle sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales
By the time we hit that

rolled up Interstate 44
Like a rocket-sled on rails
We tore up all of our swindle sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales
By the time we hit that

why I'm sucking my teeth
She a eater, but right now she cooking for me
Nigga John Cena can't see a picture of me
Really raw
That's just the difference

When it rushes in, you can't stop it
My heart was a perfect fit for your love
We went straight up like bottle rockets
For a second it was heaven, it was

with the DJ making bottles bust
Or in a super car dippin through the hood
Like it’s all good but I wish a nigga would
BigTyme do it big time for the city

plumper this season, I love to cuff 'em
I'm afraid of nothin' but nothingness, ain't it something?
Warmongers are dumpin', they'll point and click at your

dough
And spend my nights on a Carribean maha club on the flight
But i ain't givin you nothin' cuz you love to play
You want out girl?
Be that way!

Pre

On the quest for the bread
I'll get my rest when I'm dead
Nothin but a test for my head
cnd I don't mess with a bed
Lil stress 
Cause life aint

Yeah, F-50

As times go by, I twist the lah
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gon' die
You think I'm off point 'cause
You see me gettin' high
But

a double or eh)
Somebody will sing right, somebody will sing right, somebody will sing right? (I don't know)
Y'all pall me that bottle
And I'll sing you all

windows at Pegasus
More mobile than the rest of us
Takin' life by the jugular, the be the best of regular (and a power ball)

Back in the driver's seat

So he untouchable, oh he can be touched
Well, where he stay at then, he stay by such and such

Well, since we got altercations with these so called

(I swear- swear- swear)
Swear I've been hypnotized
Swirls in my eyes 'cause I been on one
Kickin' in the west, ganja in my chest
I'm in the driver

Jada was bald 'cause of alopecia (he didn't)
That's somethin' a majority of people knew nothin' about
But I bet you he won't put her name back in his

One bottle a henney
Dawk mi dawk nuh want nobody chat to mi
Mi Nuh need no company
If yuh hear feds come fimi
But nobody cya see it
When dem did

who makes a lot of money
clockin lots'a dollars, we all got gold
Crusin' in his Benz, and we got no place to go
Wheelin' 23rd, we saw nothin' but thugs

nothin' iller
Man, I'm a lady killer, if I want her, I'ma steal her
I promise I could make her fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now,

a keeper
(I know you think, you all that I need)
I don't need ya
You really nothin' more than an attention seeker

Pill bottle rattles inside my pocket, I

bottles
Yеllow bitches, all of em swallow
H town, nigga 305
I can move them packs, each and every night

All-red plaid shirt, skinny ass jeans on
Them goons

(Think we found a loophole)

Light up the sky when we fuckin', I put it down, girl, that's nothin'
Know you a freak, you gon' blow me like

Roots Radicals

Rancid

...And Out Come the Wolves

1995

unloving homes, I said

Why even bother and pick up the bottle
Mr. Bus Driver please let these people on
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry