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faster and faster, pulling Leonard by the whip, now flying over the ground. Close to the edge, the only way was... take off. And that’s what they did. Soon

of the day was to be Tito Macari – on home soil – four times winner of this event. Although fast through the early stages, his title hopes quashed by a broken

Rican
But the main niggas we speakin' 'bout
Wear suits and buy and sell corporations

With only one thing in mind
Break it up
That is the destruction

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case

1994

in my pocket and at least a grand 
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand 
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC 
Remotely controlled by

Diamonds From Sierra Leone

Jay-Z

Late Registration

2005

brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort
Or even a four-track recorder
So it's only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche

brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort
Or even a four-track recorder
So it's only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche

and lot of ego
Overheating I feel like I'm Tyler hero
Only got two step left
You made like 3 step further
Nexted by 4/5 labels
Cried like your last ex left

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case [Clean]

1994

in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by

uniquely his own
I made the twenty-one pound for some a newfound religion
Where money put down, it's only one sound to make
OGs and young lions equally

your throat
Listen to what I'm saying
You need it more than most

'Cause blacks are only 12 percent of the population
Yet they account for 30 percent

You could go to the Moon Venus or Mars
But if you step to me on Earth you’re better off behind bars
Or catching SARS I win world wars
Steal from

Situation

Brotha Lynch Hung

Loaded

1997

[Lynch]
The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty
Left him in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me
I

No More Fun and Games

The Game

Compton King

2008

son
Dre told me he ain't doin Detox, this his only run
Mase comin back, and Hov, he done
I'm surrounded by legends, sittin at the round table
I am

together
So you don't find any answers

I've been by my phone since 6:30
Can't be texting you this early
Cause I fall too fast
And lose myself
And I want

it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other

in my clip i got 30 rounds
Test run the 4 i got leveon bell now
Protest for skoobii the police wont take me down
Make em a movie i blow if hear a sound

a blessing
Cuz I know that I am blessed still

Chorus:
Imma just sit back, kick back' just relax.
Cuz I'm bout 30 seconds away from a relapse

Relapse... I

we’ve been through this before
I never could find a cure
but that was then this is now

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time

187 Dance

C-BO

Tales From the Crypt

know I can't be slippin in the '94
So put up a glock, 'cause we be buckin with them 4.4's
45. Auto Mag. .30 round clip. Fully Mag
P-30, mini-14.

That’s why I don’t grind, me and pratt set up shop, (HP)
Re-up at 8:30 pack gone by 12 o clock.
I can teach you how to jugg, turn up your finesse (Turn Up)

gets crossed ain't no letting it slide
See I was taught that the world a ghetto and it comes with rules by which we abide
Got it locked, working like

stop burning
But I'm learning
It feels like an elephant sat on my chest, spit three or four words out
A minute at best
Yet everyone else seems to have

I'm getting better by the minute
Competition trippin
This rap shit is getting boring
I might switch language
Y tu rapero favorito
Lo prendo en un

sign
Yuh nuh have no connection to de true vine
Yuh nuh notice how me lyrics dem craftly design
A shame hypocrite like yuh affa frontline
I'm anointed by