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profondeurs de la mer
Non j'aime pas les keufs
J'aime pas les putes qui trahissent pour des seuf'
Vaut mieux t'acheter des guns si tu veux faire la guerre

Dance With the Devil

Big Daddy Kane

Taste of Chocolate

1990

the law 
But no more for sure, lookin at a L.A. gun war 
Even in Brooklyn, lives are bein tooken 
The Bronx is dyin while the box is steady cookin

si chacal (yeah) , si si, normal (yeah)
Tu connais d'jà les bails
Tu sais comment le négro drive-by
La crème du criminel, opérationnel
Professionnel

airs
Sniffe un bag, vole une fuckin' maison
Fais-toi prendre, la clé dans l'sac
You wanna dance to this shit, but it's dangerous
J'amène un taser gun au

La La La La La
La La La La La
La La La La La 
La La La
X2
Theres a body in a cave
Rotting along with my inhibitions 
They knew nothing about

Live at Jimmy's

Big Punisher

Up Close and Personal [Clean]

2001

pie
Pa 'certe bailar, tu ve carajo, va ser coé, tigeraso

Jimmy, Copacabana, in Miami, Little Havana
Ay, Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
We're gonna

upntin' it" (uhh-huh, my strap)
Let me slide by (gang) and this a drive-by (gang, gang, gang)

It's a good night (woo-hoo)
In L.A. smokin' opps, it's

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
I’ve been on the edge now
Cos I’ve been going through a lot
And I just try to hide it up
But now a ni**a

or disaster
La la la la la la la la la la la
The proud boys singing while they stand by
Klak klak klak klak klak klak klak
The gun shots ringing from the proud

Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us
Artillery got a gun for every letter
In the alphabet while your family in pajama's
I'll be stepping in

wanna take a...
Permanent vacation
Bask in the sun
The casket will come til then I'm on a
Permanent vacation
Life on the run
My gold and my gun
I'm dying

Gimme the chance girl, I'm revin' it up
If you wanna show fire your gun
Shawty when we hold hands, Sittin' by the ocean
Romance like the 80's, Girl my

some real shooters
They be in the cut (Cut)
LA to ATL, I'ma stud (Stud)
Where the weed man?
Where the fuck the plug?
Yeah, I used to ball, aye
Ballin'

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

styles 
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real 

Episode #2: God's Gift 

I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware 
It's

(Bongo By The Way)

Uh, got killers in LA that take your life in a New York minute
Uh, flying across the Atlantic with a bitch from across

money)
I've been hurt by friends (I've been hurt by friends)
Don't trust no one (I don't trust no one)
So I buss my gun (krra, krra) 
Dem boy ah nuh my

by je vais la bas 
moi je reviens pas
La meilleure defense c'est l'attaque 
Le gun fait ratatata 

Eux la bas rien qui parle 
En vrai moi je les

Niggas wanna know where the fuck is you from?
If you come outside know you
Better have a gun
I'm in traffic in my Corvette
With the music blasting

LA Guns - Gonna Be My Dog


The sun don't shine
Rain, it don't mind
Ain't like you're living
When you ain't got time

Power to the one
I want some

Wanna get this right
Slap your ass with a rusty pipe
Thuggin' since 12 I've been trying to get right
I ain't tryna fight so i picked up a gun
Young G

Wanna get this right
Slap your ass with a rusty pipe
Thuggin' since 12 I've been trying to get right
I ain't tryna fight so i picked up a gun
Young G

La planita cuando el sol llega
La planita cuando el sol llega
Esta sangre mia no la dare
Esta sangre mia no la dare

Esta sangre mia no la dare
I

And stuck a gun into my guts.

I fell down
To my bended knees,
Saying, "I dig farmers,
Don't shoot me, please!"
He cocked his rifle
And began to shout,

Motorpsycho Nitemare

Bob Dylan

Another Side of Bob Dylan

1964

And stuck a gun into my guts

I fell down
To my bended knees
Saying, "I dig farmers
Don't shoot me, please!"
He cocked his rifle
And began to shout
"Are you