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niggas with skill to kill your luck
Yeah
I know some niggas shoot dice
Crap out til they broke
And steal a buck
That's real as fuck
I know some bitches

Precisely the Right Rhymes

Gang Starr

Step in the Arena

1991

Thoughts are like oceans for my lyrics to float in

I`m absolutely astute so salute
You try to be cute, and you get tossed like a crap shoot
Don`t

shoot up craps
7-11, I go and get the cash
the big gulp, hold the top back
Mix the slushy with Hunny Jack
Chicago downtown walking while I’m slapped

a schedule on a nigga 
I ain't talking pots and pans, its time to handle me a nigga

Shoot the crap out you, gon' and gamble lil nigga
Trigger finger itching,

the dice yeah shoot the craps 
All my niggas we get a bag Then We split the bill den we get it back 
Niggas broke don't know how act they'll wear it once

the straps and gats i don't bust no caps
Only thing I shoot is craps n jacks
Perhaps no one needs to collapse or bend at the fuckin kneecaps
Lets recap while

we don't shoot no craps
You a jam artist got a hi point for yo strap
G43 for the ones that love to test
Yeah I'm from the east but I got plays that's

the fucking earth shake, yeah
Take pills, chase thrills
Fuck fake shit, get real
What's the haps? what's the deal?
Shoot and craps, I'm gambling still
I don't

done switch da suether
Designer all over my body but I'm still a gangster
Shoot and craps in the trap trying to beat the banker
Scared money don't make

of a light house
I stand still and let my light shine out FRFR
Bad motherfucker I know it and I ain’t scared to say, 
If life is a gamble 
Ima shoot the crap

the deal?
Shoot and craps, I'm gambling still
I don't think you're good enough to be an ex
Hope you crying when you see my drivin' in an X
If you wanna call,

it up with straps

Shit, fuck E-Time out
Dog lost his life, and they're tryin' to shoot some craps
I beat the shit out you, you hear her thinkin' this

get ran over
He get ran over
Roll shoot the dice
If you crap that's goodnight
He get ran over
He get ran over
He claim he demon
Watch him cry out

the caveman sketch was out
Would somebody shoot me!
Total crap!
Who ordered the black new sugar?
Together now, 5, 6, 7, 8!
Five minutes to go
From
Twenty

Memories of Home

Common

Let Love

2019

a little bit of spice
Wise, high niggas, giving me advice
We go out and start fights, scuff up our Nikes
Come back to talk crap and shoot a little dice

manner's I like to sit in the back
Most got the nerve they watch and lurk I just observe and relax
Shoot a few crap's make me some mula then jump right

in brother?)
But I've been stallin
Afraid to be caught in a coffin (oh no no)
Cannon crap shoot
Your dads gave you the boot (hah)
But I bought all my

No Love Lost (Outro)

Joe Budden

No Love Lost

2013

affairs together, here forever, yeah I'm back to work
Learned in order to lose love, probably gotta have it first

Life's a crap shoot, my dice are

Hands Off

Old 97's

Hitchhike to Rhome

1994

it start

Deep end. I guess I'm going off the deep end
It's only 'cause you've got a hand to lend 
I'm still in love with you

Crap shoot. You've

Yay Yay

ScHoolboy Q

Yay Yay

2013

craps so shoot the dice, get the cheese but cut the mice
Enemies be left to right, we don't call our shit the trap
Bitch we call our shit the set, unless

accountable to
Spend money likes nothing tomorrow's a crap shoot
Still sipping this juice, smoking dubbies by the two
Enjoying my surroundings, the worlds

two three
Not one three two hey man I can't see you
Underneath all that crap shoot it must be hot in there
The only reason I'm here is cos I breathe so

your life I shoot em its crap time
What the fuck done get into these niggas
I keep my distance I ain't feeling these niggas
Every time I finally hit one

to the trap
Still got a strap
Y'all niggas just rap
I ain't with the cap
Catch me in traffic
Got the 40 on my lap
Shooters in the back
Shoot shit like craps
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