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On Bail

Game

Readvocate

2007

Yeah, help for the helpless
Big money, big cars, big weed
Y'all know what time it is
But you better stack that money for bail

I'm on bail, got that

children
My music buy diapers, I feel it, you feel it
My glass half full
Plus I pour some Scotch up in it
Feeling like the man of the hour
‘cause I spent

Gun is Cocked and Fired
I'm King News and I come
To you with the truth
The mean streets took six
More lives overnight
All the result of gang bang

How Come

Youssou N'Dour

Joko from Village to Town

2000

Yo 
As the universe expands 
I contemplate whether it was God or the Big Bang that made man 
Sometimes I wonder how come 
We can't live without

enemies but with me they were friends who debate the Big Bang
An escape from the ditch, full of laughs and bliss on the way to the bank
But then one by one,

beat that murder case
Wake up every morning trynna see who else got Murked today
Cop cars You hear them coming it ain’t no pit stop
Big Glocks Double

the only thing I see
It's a club full of hoes
And you niggas wanna beef
Every nigga quick to say "Hi!"s
Boy got the piece
And every nigga is quick to say
I'm

Till We Dead and Gone

Master P

MP Da Last Don

1998

gang bang
With crips and bloods
But i could stand on the corner
Wit killas and drugs
They healing
Outlaws that reaching for souls
We ghetto niggas

the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live

eat
Big spoon, big fork
Big cheese, full moon
Fresh to death, man I need a tomb
I turnt like a typhoon
I'm up like a new ballon
I'm up like the hands

he ain't livin', what he sayin'
How you havin' so much motion, you can't even help your mans
Every time I hear a beat, I say, be bang', cause that's my

whole crew winnin'
Took hella L's took too many
I can run a mile in two minutes
Big back yard wit da pool in it
Kill what you eat no fear bout it
Big ole

Hood

Pimp C

Kinfolk

2006

You can catch me in the hood smokin' good, posted on the lot
Got a pocket full of money 'cause I'm fresh off the block
The hood smokin' good,

dancing with the devil’s daughter

You gotta take time to make time
Each and every way you want

‘Cos if you want a big one, you’re gonna have to bring some

the chop put the beam on his nose
Now that boy scared got him seeing the pope
Snow Gang or don't bang boy this shit ain't a joke
How you gon hate when you

shit
Lil' Renzo on the track make a track bang
How the fuck you gonna talk if we don't match bank
I got money for the fuck of it
Got money for the fun

Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder 
What's the date and time it don't matter 
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying

You Can't Fade Me/JD's Gaffilin'

Ice Cube

AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted

1990

Now the taste of alcohol is filling up my bladder 
What's the date and time it don't matter 
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was trying

the same game
Yeah, we all with the bang, bang
Been a vet, nigga, broke the Internet
'Cause they can't fuck with my intellect
Yeah, nigga, all y'all

"

Came by in the day time
Babe, I need that face time, said it's game time
Round two, lay that thang down, music bang out
Champagne, spots on the rug,

Depression plays a big part in my life thought you knew by now
I'm berated with the hatred from the devil Tryna take me out, he can't break me down

Block Boyz Block Boyz Yeah we got the city turnt
We don't send him too hospital we gone put him in That dirt
Low Ball big dawg we gone hit em we're

bang, but I'm tryna see that nigga bleed (Fye, Fye)
My people do the dash to yo block comin' full speed (Wooo)
Call these niggas Joe, everything I do,

bombast of its breast 
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty