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So Cal Weather

Kingspade

Kingspade

2004

And in November we be harvesting trees
That's why So Cal life be the life for me

Yeh Johnny Richter I feel what ya sayin
Growin up in California a young

ain't a damn thing changed
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick

'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home

will go by
And I'll just be a statistic
Another man gunned down by the opposition
But they say that I'm trippin' when
I pull my gun to protect
Too many

Alone In Vegas Outro

Pusha T

Fear of God

2011

This the realest shit I ever wrote
Who you know sit in New York for 2 days around Grammy winners
Come back home straight to the money getters
About

this shit count
From sound of the engine
Might just silence the glock
We be line up opps
I put 10 on his on top
So by 10 he get dropped
We be setting up

by 

Oh I wanna go home 

Pictures and the memories

Oh I wanna go home 

Oh please Oh please


I wanna go home 

When i see your picture

I wanna go

The High In me is so relentless
I'll handle this in a giffy 
Count on me to pull up spiffy 
Chivalrous knack to take my Time
Could say I'm living by design

to come back home

The memories often fade
As the sun sets count the days
I never knew if one would ever come
And if you’ll be coming home

Where the rivers

you're fakin I'm bakin it 

Straight up and down, nuff respect to Bucktown 

Home of the chrome, where I roam, not givin a FUCK now 

Damn, just when

How High

Method Man & Redman

Gold Hip Hop Classics

ain't a damn thing changed
How high? So high that I can kiss the sky
How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick

'Til my man Raider Ruckus come home

Front line bodies that will die for the culture
So if you're with me let me hear you count it down, it goes
"One, fuck, three, two"

Raised in a place

(Lloyd Banks)
By the way, man, it still feels like I've been dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom full of my semen
The physical presence

The L.A. Song

People Under the Stairs

O.S.T. (Original Soundtrack)

2002

and I'm countin the miles
Down Crescent Heights boulevard
Home of the stars
Get ya pulled out ya car for frontin' too hard
Just listen, you ain't down

If I Should Die Before I Wake

Ice Cube

Born Again

1999

nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

COMMENTATOR 1: 
We’re off.

England looking to get forward. Strong start by the boys in white, keeping the ball well. Long ball forward by Hope, but

on my cal me if it's really bout money
Told that bitch
To start fuckin and suckin and only come up when you done bein holy
I'm on the flight to la I can

I’m Catholic Cool 
Performed by 
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends 


Chorus 
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic 
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic

'm sending her home
Back on the road, send a bitch, that's gon' go

Money on my mind, I gotta stay focused
And I ain't fuckin' with you, bitch, if you ain't

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

Dropping by to drop in
How you doing?
It ain't really that hard to take it this far
Am I really that clueless?
Girl you gotta let me know
Girl you

(Steel Banglez)
Chyeah
Morrisson

Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by the gun)
But it is what it is if that time ever comes
Because I made

count my blessings
I'm to worried 'bout my hittas in the back
that's Smith & Wesson yeah

I don't really get it, everybody 'round me switching
Guess what