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Domestic Violence

E-40

Chase the Cat

2001

electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
Sprung..

in her appendix
Get money shit what I'm on

Aye aye
I been up early, yeah I'm tryna get it
I'm too focused on the bread, can't get distracted by

Funkadelic Relic

LL Cool J

14 Shots to the Dome

1993

the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)

James Todd Smith and nine years old
When Sugarhill was in control
I'm listenin'

when I aim at you
She doesn't love me she loving the
Money I thug by my lonely, ayy
Pull up in Rari Jeep
Pull up like beep beep beep
I don't wann’ fuck

everybody or for me? I ain't trippin at all
Guess it is what it is cause I am who I am I ain't taking no fall
I'm in love with the money that's who I be

like my ice on top my heart you know it's cold
Just me you forever, 2 souls never fold
Got my weapon by my side that I never gotta hold
Wesson met Smith

Man
I sure do love my pops
He the reason I got what I got
No not something he bought
But whats up in my brain and my heart
Taught me all about money
I

know when you showing them love
That you're just trying to help
But your life will be passing you by if
You don't get it done for yourself
And the way

city with it
Hit the PH for the views, getting Diddy with it
Feel like Will Smith, got these hoes getting jiggy with it
Had to hit these out the park

of callous battles,
Bitch these war wounds
A split decision for the young recruit
Get under wings or fly by own rules
Be 52 or find my own groove
I reminisce

streets 
I then got it out the mud 
I then got it out the mud 
Money filled with tubs 
Money filled in the tub 
Yea I really love 
Can't fall in love 
Bitch

Starin' Through My Rear View

2Pac

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack] [Clean]

1997

the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga
Rollin' with a posse full of paranoid drug dealers

gangbang but you catch me twisting my fingers
Of course she like my money but she really love my demeanor
3X the hoes like i'm kringle they wanna suck on my

shooter just like a stripper I got a pole
Still up leave, no, I cannot go
Fall off? Only when I listen to J. Cole
Paid, self-made and slim thick too
I

me right the whole way bitch
Keep hating cause i love it
The whole world could hate me
I'd still wake up feeling shady
No slim shady but the way she

mind
All that hating and they still ain't paid, yet
By the way, I got a 100 bands stuffed in these beige sweats
Got bags full of money, still ain't

From the Jesus and the Mary Chain
Smash a Pumpkin Pop a vein
Kok Ramone heavy bangs
Janes addiction Alice in Chains
Fried off that Henny slim
Fueled by

From the Jesus and the Mary Chain
Smash a Pumpkin Pop a vein
Kok Ramone heavy bangs
Janes addiction Alice in Chains
Fried off that Henny slim
Fueled by

right now...
Everything you heard, is true...

I don't mean to cut you off! but I can't hear you, I got bad service!
I see money rubbin' off! On your

drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big

(Bongo by the way)

Pray for my enemies
Lord, I need clarity (uh)
They ain't got empathy for me
They stare at me (what?)
They use my couch when

Starin' Through My Rear View

2Pac

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga
Rollin' with a posse full of paranoid drug dealers

need to change, 
i be too stuck in my ways 
wanna fuck then she get slayed,
by that money you get slayed

baby i dint come to play 
i just came here

to memories
Tryna come between me and money you begging for injury
Smith and Wesson like an accessory
Dressed in a felony
Captain Morgan filling my cup getting