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In Da Kitchen

Hoppin out the Rolls Royce

Sneakers love to roar

The right one kept the paddle low
Wildest nigga you know
Shahreziban version of Scarface
Fuck with the god's say
Disrespect

Piss in your broad's face
Chains stay chunky like Oprah belly
Got the purple and the brown:
Peanut butter and jelly
When I step up in the spot with the rocky, you see the
Popular poppy rappers go in their pocket and pull out their wallet
When I click-clack

Now, get up on the ground
Cause a Onyx, Pete Rock, Chuck D shut em down
You know term, I'm the kid with the 'preme beats
Butter Pecan J Lo, chick with the mean cheeks
Rubies on my gold fronts, iced out notebook
Makin volcanoes in the kitchen when the coke cook
I rode around with all kinds of thugs
High on drugs, pissin out tiger blood

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Gangsta , Rhyme on 3/06/2012 02:38:00 AM

Can you believe that?

shit. i got robbed man. just right now. 3 chump muthafuckas on a motobike.
fuck it. i's bopin ma head to the music, ma headphone on, rockin stat qou's By my side, pussy backstabbaz hit ma leg on the bike and then two jumped down, rags on, one hold the burner at me, yellin i'm gonna shootو take'em off, while the other one with knife, hands to reach ma pocket, i's like what the fuck! can you just believe it?! Crazy muthafuckas ryde around the hood turnin the heat, runnin on homeyz! sent a punch to the first one, shoved him back, made him loose the toy, at the moment i felt like something is draggin ma headphone, i saw the knife bastard holdin ma nokia xpressmusic tryin to grab ma headphone too. i hopped toward him also tryin to dodge his blade, cutted ma hand while his fellow sat on the bike, the guy with ma phone in his hands joined them soon as i saw ma blood all over ma left hand, they were beginnin to run as i jumped on the ryder hopin not to let him go, no consequence but towing me all across the street until i hit the sidewalk and fell on the ground on ma head. then these jailbait assholes think their so tough. Gimme a break man, 3 on 1? bare hands? what are you boastin about then bitch? and i guess ma fist put it's stamp on his face.
But i'll find them punks, North Sazman St. will be battlefield tomorrow. Wait on me motha fuckas.
Can you believe that? Three ape lookin cabbagaz with a gat and a knife. Shit.

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Gangsta , Iran , Reflection on 2/25/2012 03:04:00 AM

From nothin we raised & from nothin still raisin

nineteen years watch da whole life goes down

nineteen years in da block hustlin

not to make money

i aint even been lookin fo respect

i's just runnin

that's cuz i had to

got used to

i supposed to be bad

hopin god to save ma soul & pay ma roll

goin down not ba maself but alone

got no lost love to just hug

no one could ever find me lovely

got no kindly mommy

no softly popy

been grown up as the crime rate grows

the way these projects rose

before those wankstas pose

ma boys are eyewitnesses

but you can watch it by yo own eyz

if you don believe me

you welcome

represenin trash towns of dirty T

cold cornaz of \SHZ

thug i ever be

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Gangsta , Graffiti , Iran , Rhyme on 2/14/2012 08:00:00 PM

Dirty

Baby mama let's roll,
Here we go,
Cheerio, cereal
Killa with the flow
And the blow and the dro'
And the gun go ring,
Hit 'em all in a row
AK-47,
.40-glock,
.44,
Let 'em know from the door how it go,
It's not a joke,
There's gon' be a homicide,
I'm a ride,
I'm a rep me a nigga up in the box
And send 'em to his folks,
His bloods,
His kin,
The drama it don't end,
Bust a gun,
Bust a nigga's face open with the hand
Tell 'em go tell a friend,
Tell a cop,
Tell the FEDS,
I don't give a mufuck,
You niggas in the Ps,
I'ma let the world see you,
You a bitch,
You a snitch
I'm a Mobb Deep gangsta, Infamous soldier,
If you got a cold heart then my shit just froze over
Range Rover,
Chevy Suburban, the bullet proof trim
The windows on the crib, bullet proof them

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Gangsta , Rhyme on 8/18/2011 08:17:00 PM