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a woman
Just keep it a bean
Would you hold me
I went down at 14
I was down I was lonely
I was down
Kept it going off the lean
But she know it ain't hard for

time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the heat of the
Heartless hood, it's all

N***a 4 Life

Snoop Dogg

Tha Eastsidaz [Clean]

2000

time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the heat of the
Heartless hood, it's

it, ooh
Gave the little bitch a deposit
Cross on my neck, strap boxin', uh
Cup full of Tech, it's toxic
Draw down the SIG, chop chop chop 'em
Yeah,

Get Bout It & Rowdy

Master P

Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told [Clean]

1998

bet we got some
Bustas discuss us, niggas poppin' all the Ying-Yang

Still the Dogg Pound Gang (DPG, Man) 
Beats still funky, Beats by the Pound in

won't let go
I feel so lost without it
Crawl down my throat
I just can't think about it now
If it's your turn to live
Then it's my turn to give it up

a city it's do or die
Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide slide who-ride
You better be ready when the 5 roll by
Just roll along, that's

if she throwin' ass to my gang or my brody
She can't get attention if she owe me
& We be smokin' dope like we grow it

Cash out on a Jag, yea

it
I'm coming up bet it
All of this shit tryna' bring me down
But I ain't ever gon' let it
I'm playing with glocks, got a fetish
I'm up ina' lab and I

Apache

The Sugarhill Gang

The Best of Sugarhill Gang [Rhino]

1996

I will never break down
(Big Bank) no sir, I don't mess around

Woo 
Ho
Woo

Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it

Opp hoe, fuckin' for the gang
Shit, let's get it bitch
When I'm at the top, I'm just getting head
I don't love these bitches
Man, these times get crazy

to condemnation
Holding all that shit in gon be more than constipation
But niggas always front in the middle of confrontation
Yea they wanna fuck but are they down

holes in his ass
Don’t bother me, when I’m smoking the gas
She swallow me, her mouth holding my sack
I need some m’s, yeah I stay after bag
Well it’s

out
Quiet down, pack loud
Hit the switches, pipes loud
Quiet down, pack loud

Say you need a joint, I'ma roll it
(I'ma roll it) niggas poppin' pills
I'm

Different carrots in both of my ears, it's wet like the sea 
I'm feeding her carrots like she was a bunny
Hop in the rabbit and zoom let's go

223 Might open

a body 'bout a week ago (let's get it)
You can't shmurda me nigga, I called my lawyer he beat it about a week ago
Glizzy gang, all glocks that's how we

I been packing in my feelings like a Mexican
Cruising down a one way street with no pedestrians
Not a day goes by that I don’t miss my dawg
If I say

Sit down, it'll pass you by regardless of the pace you keep
Pass you by just like you're standing still
So take a way that keeps you holding it

(I was on bullshit)
Matter fact, scratch was, I'm still on bullshit (I'm still on bullshit)
They ain't got love for us, gang, they would've showed it

Every day's a jail call, I play my unreleased songs
And ask them how they holding up
Gang sign, my nigga, I still throw it up
They're saying it was me

Walk 'em down, that's toe-to-toe
My cousin in that stolo, nigga
We gon' knock 'em down right by the store
He a opp pack, we gon' roll that nigga

don't know what I do if I ain't rap
Forreal
Just give me a year I'mma get me a mil
I'mma get it and really just stack
Forreal
And lil gang really don't

gone find out

Cheyran the town ugh
Running it up and I'm holding it down
You niggas some clowns
No love the gang yeah that word gets around
Need to pass

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

and we here to do the job
Got my step-on nigga shoes on, 'case it get dirty
'Cause man it's going down, in the Thirty
It's for war thirty, fuck