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hands
But the PLG fam
I live on hell on earth today
I pray my past don’t come for me
I ain't gone trip I got it babe
Still got my homies out there in

my gun
Niggas grow some dreads
And choose a fade
Wrong one you'll get slayed

My right hand a shooter
Addicted to trauma
Hope I never loose them

the strippers but I
Make the bands twerk
I'm thumbin' through it
Got my fuckin' hand hurt

Damn, fucked up my hand touchin'
All these damn bands
Got a Glock in my

Hangin' Out

2 Live Crew

Boyz N the Hood

1991

We played for a while, 'till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin' on the bitches hanging in the street
It's feedin'

Not On Ya 
Ya Dig!

Walk in this bitch and takeover
Just did a show in Dakota
I'm looking over my shoulder
Alert!
Yett
I know these niggas is phony
She

Ocean Prime is where I be
Life ain't free
Getting charged by the week
She a little petite
Eyes on me when I walk in
Ass so fat grab with both hands
Hunnid

Put this shit up on the big screen I'm trying to feel it
Championship need a big ring I shoot like Kevin
It's not a hand in my way
Said he ain't

Either crush you or shape you unbreakable boulder
Tryna make a way by making my quota
Opinions don't count you can keep all your votes
From ounces

Nerdy as fuck but no I don't tuck my shirt,
Pussy was never me boy these hands work
I'm well-rounded, I'm gifted, I'm versatile,
I'm different, how about

Days go by again, paper in my hand
Pray it come again, gain a couple friends
Waiting here again, take what’s mine and then
Place in first again, play

fetch me a beer
She came back with a Natty' in her hands
I saw that piece of crap and said not again
Now my baby mad I said let me make it up
She told me

picking you up
I'm closing the door
My hands on your waist
Your clothes on the floor
Ah
Yeah you know what's up
All these nights I lay with you
I'm thinking

to deal with going on in my mind
Shit get realer and realer you'd think it's all by design
Brain foggy like my windows after rain when it shines
It's

Surrounded by palm trees n bad b's
With a couple g's & a private jet I can flight in when I blow this weed
Why these pigs wann' intervene
Lock my squad
Bird

dissin me
Them nigga pussy
We can laugh about
Never need no pipe
my hands
They just as lethal
How in fish bowl
That's death
Them windows see thru
Uh money

me awake
Let em hate me I'ma keep smiling in they face
I'ma be fresh as hell if I should die today

Amen rubs hands
Double up like bird man
I jumped I

Don't Pass Me By

Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band

Tour 2003

2004

door.
I don't hear it,
Does it mean you don't love me anymore?

I hear the clock a'ticking,
On the mantel shelf.
See the hands a'moving,
But I'm by

drink that little bitch like Faygo
I'm in Mexico with my plug and them pesos by the caseloads
I'm in Dominican with my hoes doing everything I say so
?

Tip-toe through the coals of a blazing fire
Watch me fly this kite in the rain
I'll jump rope with my ball and chain
Come by and knock on my house of cards

I'm walking in Paris, my heart is alive
The city of romance and love by my side
My eyes drift through the crowd as I search for a sign
A man who can

your light
And I'll hold your hand for the rest of my life
So please don't let me go
Oh, how I love you so

The days flew by and I'll never regret
Saying

the hand 
Mobile Suit Fitty, it's death on command
Triggered on sight, I'm the light in the land
Parted with beast still as light as the sand
Move with my

and never lackin'
This life is like a game bitch You won't win by button mashin'
Man, haven't rapped in a while
Music's my escape so I'll stay for a while

On everything that I love (my niggas) In my niggas I trust (come on man)
Ain't too many like us
We forever locked in (that's forever)
Even when they