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scared to switch my tactics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Take my shorty off my hands
You ain't the man, quit capping
Took some L's but had some dubs
So I keep some

peace offering
Ride by pon bike
Man wheel pass him
Glock breeze off buss chest weed Wah sting
Cyah diss bloody cyah diss yi rass king
Action mi deal wid

Pops Was a Rolla

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness [Warlock]

1992

Brother, I'm depending on you
To tell me the truth

[ Havikk ]
Pops was a roller, moms seems to tell me
Well respected by all, that's what I wanna be

to amaze me
So the cheap shot you took at me never even grazed me
My name sparkin like a street king
Cause I mixed, the Hoo-Bang thing with the "Bling Bling"

the block
They was slinging pies it’s
Like the pizza shop
We was pushing weight just like equinox
Damn, Harlem had so many kings
I could name a bunch

Satellite shirt 
And I know
Streetlights blur by
Hot summer night
Touch Me I’m Sick’s got you screaming like 
You wanna fight
You can’t decide
Between Might

, I’m jaded
I drink good, I’m faded
She got thick thighs plus good vibes, it’s going down like basements
Her current nigga erased him
I go King Kong

and we gon' go for it
No Forrest, but it's really be a run for us
Heard the jungle needed a king
And so I rose for it
We back again

everybody with a system up in they whip
I mean at least 3 10's and 2 12's to hit
With Nice Highs all around
and the top quality mids
the type of shit run by

Pops Was a Rolla

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness

1992

the truth

[ Havikk ]
Pops was a roller, moms seems to tell me
Well respected by all, that's what I want to be
Hardcore, in the streets I'd be a macker
Quick

For the lost ones playing with the paper boats
We strike midnight full moon
Hypnotized by red balloons
Pop! Float on water and air
Meet up in the sewer

in the mud
Always feeling under pressure
But get the dub in any measure
Copped a coat with the feathers
Copped some boots and they leather
Baby girl I

the gold up on me looking like I'm king tut
Walk up out the house gotta make sure that my heat tuck
Ain no shooting out the window know we hop out big trucks

Endless Highway

Kottonmouth Kings

Rollin' Stoned

2002

mind like mine can't remember every city
Well you know I'm with you homie and you know I got love
For everybody at our shows, from the clubs

Slightly Stoopid mashing up America
Like the music in psalms of King Solomon
Let it be heard by all generations
So tell me watta gwan all the youth rebellion

for free
Do it with ease the tap inn cross the street
Now watch me deliver it streets say I'm killing it
Stay focus don't get caught by the feds
Wasn't

my own roots on my own
It's not an easy road me gotta work alone
By the power of persistence and praises
Jah Jah King give I His mighty Grace

A final

fuzz, I'm just on my buzz
We bite back like Mike Ruz
Respect that you're on my map, Alex, King
The underdogs, you just a bug, I killed you, now you're

still in be in awe
By the new black czars
Kings Queens And finer things
Little kids in the 'hood
That can rhyme and sing
They take it, but they don't it

Round Here

T

Naive

2002

make them dubs, look like 10 down here
I'm where it is, and the biz is for us rappers round here
Money, hoes, cars, dro's is all that matters down here