2cztery7 - Luz naturalny
G-FUNK FROM POLAND
Peja - Co cię boli
RAP FROM POLAND
Peja - Jest jedna rzecz
RAP FROM POLAND
The Raskal - Let’z Ride (Feat. Big Gemini & Sykk 1)
Mr. Criminal ft. Silent -Gz & Ridaz
213 - Another Summer
Mac Mall - Sic Wit Tis
Mad CJ Mac – Come And Take a Ride
Spice 1 - Strap on the side
rolling with my motherfucking strap on the side of me
Don’t fuck with the east bay g
..repeat three more times
Buck ‘em down with the clip and the trigga
Screaming like eiht yelling come on niggaz
Nappy head muthafuckas in a coupe deville
Lightin shit up like fire marshal bill
You see i hops on the flo like my nigga dominoe
And get a big fat sack of yay-ay
A key or a half a muthafuckin thang
Pistol whip a nigga with an ak-ay
Peep this lodi dodi i shot up his body
Left his ass bloody in the front of the party
Yi-a-yig-a-young nigga rollin up out the cut
Do a driveby with the feds on my nuts
Niggas be gettin gatted when they step to this g-zy
I pulls my motherfucking uzi
And spill his brain (spill his brain)
Spill his brain (spill his brain)
I spill his brain in his muthafuckin lap
I pulls a jack (pulls a jack)
Pulls a jack (pulls a jack)
And shoot the heart out his muthafuckin back
I come with 187 not with that ho shit
So nigga spark up the bomb so we can blow shit
…repeat intro 2 times
Comin up on they ass like tales of the cryptic
Uz thang swallow that ass like lipton nigga
And now they try to wonder and figure
How the fuck charles manson turned his self to a nigga
Put a blast on they ass with the holes in the barrel
Bullets fly in they chest like a muthafuckin sparrow
Cause we get like steven king bodies swing from my ceiling
Open up the chest when it’s time for the cap peeling
9-4 hit the do’ with a fat gat
Comin like this break em down like that
The nigga with the facts and the fat crack sack
Po pos on my back blow they ass off the map
With the 187 mad man killa
Spill a nigga guts for the fuck
…repeat intro 4 times
It goes one for the trouble but you don’t wanna floss
Unless you wanna flex with my bitch nigga waltz
Ga-a-gat that ass with the double deuce derringer
From the bay area the pall bearer
6 niggas carry ya momma in hysteria
Welcome to your mutherfuckin coffin and i stare at cha
Cause you’re a dead muthafucka black
And you never should have fucked with the 187 fac
So nick nack patty whack give a g a gat
And put some bullets in that ass crack
Yeah break em down with the mac
And like john madden 93 boom he’s on his back
Spice 1 is a muthafuckin trooper
So say what up to the east bay freddy kruger
Blow the head off a muthafuckin cow
When my gat goes off like a m-1000
Take the hood off your hooptie when i bust a cap
Rollin with my muthafuckin strap on the side
The Pharcyde - Runnin’
Can’t keep runnin’ away…..
(Fat Lip)
I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk
and a chump or a sucka or something to that effect
Respect I used to never get it when all I got was upset
when niggas used to be like “What’s up fool!” and tried
to sweat a nigga like the Lip for no reason at all I can
recall crip niggas throwin’ “c” in my face down the hall
I’m kickin’ it in the back of the school eatin’ chicken at
three wonderin’ why is everybody always pickin’ on me
I tried to talk and tell them chill I did nothing to deserve
this But when it didn’t work I wasn’t scared just real
nervous and unprepared to deal with scrappin’ no doubt
cuz my pappy never told me how to knock a nigga out
But now in 95 I must survive as a man on my own Fuck
around with Fat Lip yes ya get blown I’m not tryin’ to show
no macho is shown but when it’s on, if it’s on, then it’s on!
Can’t keep runnin’ away…..
(Slim Kid3)
There comes a time in every man’s life when he’s gotta
handle shit up on his own Can’t depend on friends to
help you in a squeeze, please they got problems of their
own Down for the count on seven chicken shits don’t
get to heaven til they faced these fears in these fear
zones Used to get jacked back in high school I played
it cool just so some real shit won’t get full blown Being
where I’m from they let the smoke come quicker than an
evil red-neck could lynch a helpless colored figure And
as a victim I invented low-key til the keyhole itself got
lower than me So I stood up and let my free form form
free Said I’m gonna get some before their knockin’ out
me I don’t sweat it I let the bullshit blow in the breeze
In other words just freeze
Can’t keep runnin’ away…..
(Knumbskull #1)
It’s 1995 now that I’m older stress weighs on my shoulders
heavy as boulders but I told y’all til the day that I die I
still will be a soldier and that’s all I told ya and that’s all
I showed ya and all this calamity is rippin my sanity Can
it be I’m a celebrity whose on the brink of insanity Now
don’t be wishin’ of switchin’ any positions with me cuz
when you in my position, it ain’t never easy to do any
type of maintaining cuz all this gaming and famin’ from
entertainin’ is hella straining to the brain and.. But I can’t
keep runnin I just gotta keep keen and cunnin’
Can’t keep runnin’ away…..
Ya can’t keep runnin’ away…..