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on wristwatch n****, tic toc big money on wristwatch n****
Imma do it like I wanna, do it like I’m suppose to, do it baby stick like a gun in a holster
Imma do it

(Aye)
Halos in the clip (Aye)
Came up on a bag
Popping these tags
In the new jag
Woah, Don't want to brag but you know my bi***es is bad
Lil N***a Im up

Gotta Make It to Heaven [Clean]

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Clean]

2003

a rat
Damn, n- switchin' sides on n- just like that
You know me, I stay wit' a bitch on her knees
And give guns away in the hood like government cheese

Piggy Pie [Old School]

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol.1 & 2

1998

and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh (haha)
Axe in hand, I rose like

be worth cuz I need a
Ride or die to be by my side
Said she asking for a love song
Yh she just wana feel like she loved
Give her roses cuz she been

'm the boss I beat my n***** asses (all of them)
Keep it on me buss ya brains all in traffic
Talking that shit now I'm on ya what happen (wassup)
I'm a chill

support when
They getting a prize
Look at us now we at a divide
Im too stubborn n***a
Never gonna put it aside
Im always looking down at em
When I stare in

(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)

Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you

(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)

Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you

respect us

We got guns and we got a whole plethra

And I betcha

Every motherfuckin nigga in yo secta sick 'cause we
got 'em under pressure (pressure)

Quick to Back Down

Nas

Bravehearted

2003

I'm better than
why'all know the beef in the hood it'll never end
Never hit the club unless I get's my berretta in
The letter N, short for Nasir

serving that medical 
And 50 rounds hanging out the TEC 9 put a n*gga in a episode
But I ain't no killer I'm a hustler, still had to go and let em know
Cuz

time"
Said she born up in '96 and all she wanna do is 69

Opp shit (opp shit) pop shit (pop shit)
They brought guns, I brought roses to the mosh pit

and guns, I keep a gun in my whip

Nigga, me without my gat is like bein' in a blue Benz
In front of a thousand bloods with Mac tens
Or a red rose in front

restored 
The world that we transformed with guns and swords ey
Guns n roses sad faces n' poses 
Don't get lost between the lines and my energy combined ​
I

Big guns big guns
With the Gz n we moven in silence
Gang with me n wen wilding
All my young niggas loving the violence
Styling
Driving by em
Hang

I'm in the windy city
Stung by the roses thorn
I'm feeling so unpretty
I'm loading up these guns

Fight for survival
Dusty dreams of smoke
Release

without it I had to go back and go get it like Wade
My n**** Red like D Rose in 012
N**** stayed on some bullshit but he do not play
DP you know what it is

My Summer Vacation

Ice Cube

Greatest Hits [Clean]

2001

[Ice Cube] 
Damn G  the spot's gettin hot 
So how the f*** am I supposed to make a knot? 
Police looking at n****z through a microscope 
In L.A.

on my Patek
Took them cuffs off totin' automatics
This the shit we get a rush for
All this rose gold look like duck sauce
In the Maybach with a young

gun aiming at my back
Losing my homies one by one
Losing my homies one by one
Losing my homies one by one
Yeh but Trunksy he a real one
(Uh) pull up

Ya'll took shots like Ya'll n*ggas had a gun
Took advantage of the fact that a n*gga was young
Time went by the n*gga had to grow up 
He done seen

Hanging on the wall?
Remember every t-shirt we stole
From the local mall? (Ace of Spades by Motörhead)
Remember Guns n' Roses came out?
We were standin'

n**** serve ur projects
Hustlin homie thats all i know in the summer time i can make the whole strip snow

[Chorus]
you can live by the gun or die by