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Postautor: AWOL » 2013-12-08, 09:26

You want to free Africa? I'll stare at ya
Cuz we ain't got it too good in America
I can't fuck with them overseas
My homeboy died over keys
Of cocaine, it was plain and simple
The 9 millimeter went (*buck*) to the temple
(*buck* *buck* *buck*) was the sound, I put the bitch down
And ran to the schoolyard bathroom
Looked in the trash can, yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' about the payback
Tonight the crew gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the barrel of my shotgun
It's gettin critical, I stole a 5.0
I let it go, drive real slow
I yelled out 'Ice Cube sucka'
The shotgun kicked - and it murdered mothafuckas
I told you last album...
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
It's a shame that niggas die young
But to the light side it don't matter none
It'll be a drive-by homicide
But to me, it's just another tale from the darkside


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Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2013-12-10, 15:52

I swear sometimes I got to get high to hang around my hoe
Sometimes I feel like I got to get high to hang round niggas I know
I sped it up on weed, I slowed it down on snow
Cause I seen so many niggas fall off that blow
One day they got it all
And they say shit to show
So off that yayo my nasal I had to cut that hoe
But know I'm feeling happy
I'm on that Binny Bin Laden and niggas is actin' like they don't know what the fuck just happened
My vision getting blurry, I'm 'bout to fall asleep
Or am I dying, I fall deep cause this some potent weed
My life start flashing like holograms like right in front
Of my own face I never felt this way off one blunt
I see my son gaining life and my dad losing his
And old girlfriends and niggas I shouldn't hung with
The picture starting to fade, it's getting hard to breathe
I'm blacking out with no pulse up under my shirt sleeve


DJ Paul - Bin Laden
Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: Fudzi » 2013-12-14, 22:07

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"Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac"

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Postautor: Mazur » 2013-12-21, 08:31

I live for this music, die for this music
I'm why you got your hands up, hands up, hands up




+ 05.01.2014r.
I never set out to be a fuckin celebrity
So I don't what people think give 'em the right to mess with me
Feeling like they testin me, gettin ready to lose control
Momma would've said use music, it soothes the soul (I know)
I try to live my life on cruise control
But I feel the need to speed right now baby bro
Cause it's cold

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-01-22, 17:59

Frank broke a promise between the organized crimers and old timers
Costello gotta go six below, nobody voted no
To veto
So they hit him with a hollow torpedo
Up in his torso, he ain't a boss so
He can go without ever lettin the whole police force know
Lex Diamond was scheamin on Capone's scroll
Wanted to own his whole zone
It leaked out, they shot him at a pay phone
With the big chrome
His whole wig blown
Blood flowin from out of his flesh and bones


Kool G Rap
Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-03-18, 16:02

It's a Sunday a gun day, rollin' down a one way
In my 'lac front to back, over train tracks
On yak and herb, nigga swerve
It get's on my nerves, banked my Danas on the curb
In the gutta lane, I'm butta man, foot to the floor
What you want from the store?


I'm broke as a muthafucka nigga buy my single
Comin' from Ingle, "Foe Life" is my jingle
Seen yo bitch at the store, I coulda took her
But niggas start to handcuff they hoes like T.J. Hooker


Fool I'mma vet, you can bet
That I can dance underwater and not get wet
It's the nappy headed nigga that can kill and rap
Everybody run when I bust a cap
Puttin' Inglewood up on the map
Look at what I do when I pulls my strap


When you see her she's a goner, moved to California
Blew the bitch up put the gangsta twist on her
In Sunny Southern Cali it never snows
Niggas yellin' "hey's and ho's", we dumpin out of Six-Four's


Shit, I never thought that my nuts'd get bigger
Checkin' major figures, I'm hangin with platinum niggas
It's Mack 10 and I'm Inglewood swingin'
No time for bangin'
But still got my khakis hangin'


Kilka zajebistych wersów od Mack 10.
Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-04-10, 21:40

It's like the battle of the sexes
You wanna treat us like bitches cause we're platinum when we flexes
With mic in hand, fans in the stands
We make a mill-ion
From California to Japan, biatch
Went overseas, seen D's, how we done it
88's to 100's
To let me know who really run it
This West Coast gangsta shit got it crackin, or we jackin
Packin ninas
And sellin out arenas, nigga


Znowu Mack 10 :)
Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: Mazur » 2014-04-14, 21:32

A gangsta ain't cha clothes (clothes), a gangsta ain't cha hat (hat)
Your watch, rang, and chain - naw, a gangsta ain't that! (at all!)
A gangsta can have that, but he ain't gotta show it (why?)
Cause with or without it he's still a gangsta and you know it


To jest rozpierdol :D

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Postautor: .xeS. » 2014-04-23, 19:25

Kod: Zaznacz cały
My legions cause lesions
And no Hydrocortisone can repair the fact that you'se a marican
I put the "b" in bullet, I put the bullet in the "b" of your Beats By Dre
In stereo hear the ricochet
Ride with extendos
Got mistaken for throwin' gang signs
Flickin' boogers out my window
Let 'em fly your way
Make your flight hydroplane
Into an Everglade marsh that'll hide your plane

Celph w Worst Nightmares
Zaliczam progres, bo to raczej łatwa sztuka.

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Postautor: Motherfuckin'ME » 2014-05-29, 15:50

''The world is on my dick like I stuck it in the South Pole''

w sumie;

''You're not an O.G, you're the first to G.O.
Speed off in a Geo, and duck like Nat Geo''

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-08-20, 02:01

Anything can happen and it probably will
And while you there, count the holes in the ceiling
I know what I'm talkin about
I put 'em there when I tried to blow my muthafuckin brains out


I got this clip, cause the nigga is inasne
Lynch got shot, but Triple Sicx felt the pain
It's kinda spooky if I can say so
I kick it on Saturday but on Sunday I lay low
But on Monday I hit like a pioneer
Born in Creek nigga and I'm a friend of fear


Nigga got it goin
Gimme my dick back sonny, stop blowin
For a second it's all about the X
And then speed up the funk, to the tongue to the Lynch Hung
Gettin trip off of a blue or red
Ain't nothin on mines but a CM to the head
For those who don't know that's the Creek
The Gardens is down but I'm still hellbound
Kickin it with the Tone Loc, M and G
Raid with the dollars and Lynch Hung producin me
And Triple Sicx ain't nothin but a renegade
I got this Tec, you call it that, I call it backfade


X-Raided - Niggas In Blacc

funky gówno
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Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-08-21, 12:53

A nine in my muthafuckin gut so cold
(My nine is easy to load)
So I keep the muthafucka on safe
Cause a nine in yo dick ain't safe
Rollin up in a devil-red Caprice
Triple Sicx The Bounty got the clip to my piece
Roasted dark meat, tonight we gon feast
Load 'em up, nigga deep on a creep, boom boom, let 'em see what's up
The Brotha Lynch straight usin' my life broke
All I see is devils and gunsmoke
But they want me to be heaven sent
Boom! and that's how my trigga went
Gotta fix that crack
Momma gotta cravin, nigga shit's like that
With a nigga agein, havin fits like that
Gun's on safety but then it clicks right back


Brotha pierdolony Lynch Hung.
Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-08-24, 22:43

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Kolejna dawka potężnych wersów od Lyncha.

Drinkin' while I'm sittin' in my room with the lights off
Voices in my head, tellin' me, "Nigga, that's fucked up"
X is doin' time, so he can't get got
But now I'm livin' up in the deuce and I can still get shot


Wearin black in the deuce
A nigga lurkin', full of juice
Pump from the wretched, the X-Raided
Settin' the flex, waited
That nigga had a murder before he made it
Now he's doin 30 to death row
He said he always wanted the devil to have his soul
Young nigga, I wish I coulda told him what was up
Fuckin with the so-called devil will get you fucked
I woulda told him, that nigga he killin bitches all the time but never knew
That nigga would murder and try ditch a crime, I never knew
I heard of a nigga that snitch but now the sign is every fool
That deals with the devil is through


Me, I'm a psycho, my mama might go ill when she find out
Her baby's makin' criminal
That nigga, that nightmare critical
That nigga that lynched, that critical criminal hinges on the loose
So wether or not you think I'm down, I got the juice


Droppin' it like this, sittin' in the crib, 12 o'clock
Half-lit, lookin' for a Glock, so I stop
By the phone it's ringin' and I wanted a gat
It's X-Raided, he made it to the hood, nigga, where you at?
That nigga said, "'Round the corner at the pay phone
"I got the dank, I got the crew and the nine, loc, so know it's on"


But when it comes to trustin' niggas, I can't fade it
Frontin' niggas is like a game, so I played it
Half-dead fools got me gang-related
A new nigga wanna kill me every day, shit


For every nigga that pull a Glock on me
I'm not dyin', nigga, that's not gon' be
I keep tryin' to get myself up out this shit
But all the niggas I know still gon' be claimin' me Crip


Now if you see me chewin baby guts locc, would ya choke?
Or vomit when that teflon pierce that baby's throat?
Peep me eatin dead clot
You trip cause eatin dead pussy clit, will make ya sick
But it's that season so my reason is legit
I'm havin fits
I dream of eatin bloody pussy clit since I was 6
I've fiend for dead pussy on my dick
I got the skitz
Meanin' I dont give a shit about yo biatch
That nigga that's from the block killin off that cot, so nigga shiiat
Baby barbeque ribs and guts, and uh
Don't let me get to deep fryin baby nuts, sluts
Get ate out like a dank, these crooked teeth hurt
I pull that tampax string out and straight put in work
It wouldn't work without the sick
So page a nigga quick so I can serve you some of that shit and have you murderin your biatch, violently
I've been keyed for 20 minutes and feel like killin
Loadin that milli-milla its that infant killa, nigga Lynch
Mr. Doc, D-O double M and hella heat
Niggas unload, I need another dose of human meat
Players get the paper if their game is tight
And if you want some pussy that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then you doin' it right
Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-09-17, 01:04

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'Cause I'm the wackiest, there's no question I can dance
Dance in my pants and in your face
Yeah, my wackness is a disgrace
But I can dance
I got Sun, I got Shine
Move back hardcore cause I'm goin for mine
Did I mention before that I can dance?
I'M WACKY DEE


Wacky Dee & Sunshine - Wacky Dee Is In The House
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Cuz together they go hand-n-hand

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Postautor: AWOL » 2014-10-21, 01:49

tylko ja korzystam z tego tematu, ale te wersy od Quika są piękne, cwane i prawdziwe

You niggas buyin' Meth, I'm buyin' cookware
I'm tired of being a muthafuckin' pall-bearer
I think I'd rather be Geraldo Rivera
And tell the people what's really going on with you squares
How could I lose my identity?
How could we become our own worst enemy?
Even at the park, we don't party whatever
Not familiar, because we are hardly together
Cyber gangbangers, Internet gimmicks
How did all my fans get replaced with critics?
Went to sleep and woke up in a world full of limits
And being humble is synonomous with being timid
Niggas annoy me, so I frighten them
They stalk and hunt me down, 'til I enlighten them
And then they sex play me, sounding fruity
When you call me bitch ass nigga, is that a female dog shaped booty?


"Broken Down"
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