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Me To Cross 

Loyalty Comes Wit A End Result That’ll Get You Crossed 

Pictures Painted By Flaws



The niggaz that’s talkin’ ain’t talking’ bout

them all killers
Let off triggers, twin Glocks, stiff them up, double cross niggas
Niggas ride or die a hundred times before I take a loss to them

grow and leaves drift whenever the wind blow
See a new world a with a new past
A new seat prepped up for a new class 
James' granddaddy tuned into

it's going hard
I want to live in mansions going hard in Florida
With booty broads with zero flaws
She grab my dick like handle bars and ride that shit

it's going hard
I want to live in mansions going hard in Florida
With booty broads with zero flaws
She grab my dick like handle bars and ride that shit

playin)
My addiction lost cause that Holy Cross
I was lost in the dark
A breaker of hearts
Big smoker of  pot
Now I go in the dark
And I glow like a spark

Got Cha Humpin'

MC Eiht

Last Man Standing

1997

cops paid by the month
Weekly in the club, gots ho's to hunt
Gets mine, nose to the grind, makes cheese
Ain't never seen three niggas like these
Still

chicago winds, taps on my convo
El diablo cross the Verrazzano
P.l.O. style, released while the beasts raid
And those who can't stand the heat, they seek

He comes alone, the gringo pistolero

Hidden high above the canyon where the falcon rides the wind
Chico's best hawk-eyed aviso Juan Romero
Put his

hard to digest
Met a doctor by name of Dean
And he got us back to feeling our best
Ooh take me 'cross the galaxy
Shotgun I'm not sitting in the backseat

Yeah!
Every now and then, you've got life...
You've got life locked up in a chair...
Gotta grab life...
By its muthafxckin neck...
Look that

Bonnie 
You be my Clyde 
Wind in our face 
All we do is ride 
I'll be straight wit you by my side 
One in a million finally got my prize 

I'm drinkin rum

be my Clyde 
Wind in our face 
All we do is ride 
I'll be straight wit you by my side 
One in a million finally got my prize 

I'm drinkin rum and red

really ride for mine
Fosho
Been on the road
She want me to slide
Girl jus' let me know
I'll be there in 5
It's anything for you ain't tellin' no lies
Jus'

Don't Talk About It

Black Menace

Mo Drama

1999

at the trap,
Act a ass, guardin' the cross and that's a wrap,
Matter of fact, when niggas can't tap your hat,
We react by shankin' everybody at'cha shack,

terrorizing yo region
The boy and his yeti, you rap on a face cam
Slide on the mic, it don't matter the season
I ride with a monster, we balling like Space Jam

Yea this one you ride to

Don't even stand by me I don't like you
You childish take it back to highschool
I'm trending that's cuz I'm the high news

Just cuz you feel like they family, don't mean they won't tell 
You really find out who love you when you up in that cell 
By the people who answer, see

at morn from the south to the north
Led by Kelly the boy from Killane
 
Tell me who is that giant with the gold curly hair
He who rides at the head

Iraq (See the World)

Capone-N-Noreaga

The War Report

1997

in the grass
	you won't gain, simple and plain, 
	my team play the game so we can win
	we want it all, so we can breath like the wind

[Noreaga]

like a snake in the grass
You won't gain simple and plain
My team play the game so we can win
We want it all so we
Can breathe like the wind

Bustin 360,

the wind
I used to wanna be a actor but i don't like to pretend
Im trying to set some shit in motion not the type to follow trends
Don't care bout blood

down to ride, ride, ride
Keep a glizzy and a nine, nine, nine
Case a nigga cross the line, line, line
Playing with me leave you traumatized 
Taught by

gone view a cross
Cause he's the one and only big boss
Gotta love and care for the olderly
Do accordingly
To the word of God which you know to be
Let me