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One shot, two shot, three shot, Four
I could take your second born
One shot, two shot, three shot, None
How you gone outrun the S.U.N.?

Touch my

be cunch

SJ got half the 9 on a shank
Startin' to feel like a TBT
So I give my young guys the four-by-four
Tell them, "Go the L," not 3X3
They

whiney nigga that's a fuckin' fail
Life without purpose, that's a fucking jail
Lost Cauze, when I spit it's fucking hell

(Verse 3: Ill Bill)
Master

Nigga don't talk when I'm talking
Not tryna marry I'm too busy poppin
This gun giving heat like uh' motherfuckin rocket
Live by the corner, these

and guns, I keep a gun in my whip

Nigga, me without my gat is like bein' in a blue Benz
In front of a thousand bloods with Mac tens
Or a red rose in front

eyes

Bottom line over spilled milk
Uh you bet not cry and if you do make sure yo gun on fire  
I know the feelin

3' wheelin not a pig in sight that's

koki kufa 
( Mama yeee Nakoki ko kufa)

verse 3 (Nova Bam & Mitraya)

Fais Moi Juju 
Si tu veux Pas que je m’en aille 
Car t’es ma fleur rose sans toi

Drop It Heavy

Roc Raida

Crossfaderz

2000

on your 
album 
I thought you was wilin', bustin your guns and running The Island 
You wasn't violent, you was a child trying to get college credits

unless
You give them a reason to
2017, Sincerely Yours was a murder
Probably album of the year
But who cares when nobody heard
It's getting crazy out here

[Intro]
Somewhere in Baltimore, MD
Lying a psycho, surrounded by money trees
Pick off the leaves and roll up a blunt
That’s how much fucks I don’t

don't even need a Molly
Not even a bullet can stop me
I keep my pistol right by side me
Nah I'm kidding you think with a gun I have the balls to shoot

Drop It Heavy

Show & A.G.

Full Scale

on your 
album 
I thought you was wilin', bustin your guns and running The Island 
You wasn't violent, you was a child trying to get college credits

of ammo, Lot of guns and fatigue shit
N*gga this my season AH

Give me my roses while i am here
Don't wait 'til im gone No, No, No
I am a King
I can't relate

Black or White

The Murderers

Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers

2000

and guns I keep a gun in my whip
Nigga, me without my gat is like being in a blue Benz 
Infront'a thousand bloods with mac tens
Or a red rose infront'a

The crazy thing is I did this shit on my own
I recorded my first album made the cover on my phone
It's like my voice getting better as I record these

Track: “Infected (feat. Benjels) [prod. Benjels]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

I Can Relate

Black Child

Whiteboys

1999

Ahhight?
This is how it all set it off...like this

[Black Child]
I was the black baby that got opened off a black three-eighty
This black lady, in

relate
She wanna slash like guns n' roses
I wanna sip on the lemonade she sending me
I revolve around it, relativity
Ray Allen with it, shootin' from

and guns I keep a gun in my whip
Nigga, me without my gat is like being in a blue Benz
Infront'a thousand bloods with mac tens
Or a red rose infront'a

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

continued too, derangement
Some will still
Fire toward the sky at umm all their doin' unloadin' their guns on the sun
Just pray for umm' though. Me n' Killah

Still the Greatest

L-Burna

Thug By Nature

2001

Hook x3 
[Big Chan] 
I'm still the greatest 
I'm pretty 
I'm still the greatest 
[Layzie Bone] 
And I'ma bad man 

[Big Chan] 
Hot child in the city

Eli and I killing this beat
Lost time it's fine copping the beats
Can't fight I'm fine handing defeats
To those who rose outta the seats
Thinking

I saddled & tally ho 
Now I see clearer than Lasik, I got my ascics laced up for the matrix
So Run

Live by the gun better die for it 
Fresh till I'm