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And you gone try to pull the facts out
I Pull up with some chicken grease she back down 
Back down

We the Boss in the backdrop 
Me and my scorched

Walking Talking Johnny Cash Blues

Godfathers

More Songs About Love & Hate

1989

the 
Walking talking Johnny Cash Blues 

Yeah I'm dressed in black there ain't no looking back 
Yeah I'm dressed in black there ain't no looking back 
Well

wont be pegged as nothin less
Black man, black man, where's a black man
He grew up in a rich-ass winter wonder land
Pressure to be hood nigga none around

Black dove, black dove, black dove 
You can see it in her walk 

Black dove black dove black ...
Yea she do what she wants

Yeah
We
Verse 1: 

Bopping up

And Buddy Holly
The Beatles and
Johnny Cash
Their music is life
The King
The Robots
Ziggy Stardust
Charles Holley
The Fab Four
The man in black
Their music is

Angelina's lips spoke not a word
She walked into the Chicken Lounge
Found a table by the bandstand
Set her tender body down

Alone there in the violence
Among

rapper ever 

Big Johnny go fuck em up 
Lil Johnny I got you bruh 
Better not let nun stop you bruh 
Keep going it's not enough 
Love in the world drugs in

a little pussy for you
I think he got it, cause he left fast
He left his daughters, and a lot of cash
Well what do ya know, D-O-double-G
Major pimpin, out in

in some new tail, wanna holla back
But for now let me holla back Impala black
She's a 12th grader, in my science class
And I done seen the pussy,

Black, black gimme racks
Didn't drop it to lay on my back
Black gimme racks
Black, pep talk is bad for my cash
Black gimme racks, black gimme racks

more annoying than tracks by Pitbull
Tell me bravo like Johnny fresh as fuck like some laundry
I take your bitch and feed her pills till she knocked out

Wu Banga

GZA

Supreme Clientele

2000

the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack

the stamps get you
The way we lamp, fans come and get you
Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack

Sound the Same

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Strength & Loyalty [Clean]

2007

to be a thug
Runnin' from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (scandolous)
Runnin' up in the black mask, niggas if you got

(love)
Latin food in the back room
Big business, I'ma drop a new 'gnac soon
Followin' the cash rules

Rich, matte-black Rolls, yeah, I got her seeing

the chicken or the yolk?
The ecstasy I ate, or the marijuana smoke
I'm more down with the old school then I am with the new jack
Fuck Will Smith, Johnny Cash

there are damsels, in their fingers
Ambulance chasers, bad chance, ain't no mash for the bangers
Ash with a bad hand, cash for the danger
Bottom made

I'm in the black and you know I got mask and all black
For you niggas who want happy endings
I'm Real Go Getta the shit that I'll do
For my fam better

Maybach with the ceiling missing
Selling chickens, I don't talk too much I know the feds be listening
 
Get it by my lonely
Get it by my lonely
We out here

I talk to the man to solve them

I want it in cash and I want it fast

You want to be rich, me too

Leave a legacy, never be equal

Me and you could

op country songs
Van Dolly Parton
En Johnny Cash

Ik heb working nite to by
Was welkom op mijn gsm
Ik raak helemaal betoverd
Door dat klikje in

a referee, bitch, I'm official - Whistle
Outsiders come around my section of the city
Body full of black ink, Hoss tatted by my titty
You can see that MB shit,

Frozen medallions, they come from Mesopotamia
The Sheikhs carry me in the
Streets out in Arabia
Tuna fish cans of black hash
Open caskets filled with

Trapped in the Drive-Thru

Weird Al Yankovic

Straight Outta Lynwood

2006

hungry in the first place"

And so I turned around
To the cashier again
I shrugged and said okay
Forget the chicken sandwich then

So I pick up my change