West Coast Avenger
West Coastin & Smokin
outside shake em up, and triple double. What quotable does Cube have?
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Cube lyrics looking kinda average in the light 
are y'all proving OP right?
are y'all proving OP right?
MoneyBags
Dapper Don Don Boss of Bosses Chief of Chiefs
White man, is something I try to study, but I got my hands bloody
my homie got shot he's gonna black, St. Louis njggas want they corners back
my homie got shot he's gonna black, St. Louis njggas want they corners back
Keep posting dem mediocre rhymes up 
They wanna have me in stripes like dennis the menaceAin't nothin goin on but the bomb ass rap songs
Rakim Allah
Superstar
"FBI on my dikk STAY OFF"
Me and my homeboy must of repeated this a thousands times during the summer of 90.
Me and my homeboy must of repeated this a thousands times during the summer of 90.
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UpAndComing
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raoulduke187
All Star
bytch, I ain't the one
Sbp
Superstar
"You gone supposed to be the Don Juan, now ya name is just Toine" 
"I heard pay backs a motherfukking nikka"
"...St Louis nikkas want their corner back"
"...St Louis nikkas want their corner back"
I heard payback's a motherfukking nikka
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
fukk a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal with the nine-double-M
The damn scum that you all hate
Just think if nikkas decide to retaliate
They try to keep me from running up
I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up
So what they do go and ban the AK?
My shyt wasn't registered any fukking way
fukking around in a crap game
nikkas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much
Bang out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts
I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide
Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five
I'm never hitting four-trey no way
You wanna leave but come on hoe stay
nikka see but that'll work
Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt
Fool you can't even fukk with that
And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat
Cause I see your homies starting to look
And broke motherfukkers they make the best crooks
Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
gots to get a job cuz I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
but thats not likely, so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
Cuz when I was in school I got the a. e. e.
But there's no s. e. for this youngsta
I didn't have no money so now I have to hunch the
Back like a slave, thats what be happenin
but whitey says there's no room for the African
Always knew that I would boycott, jeez
but welcome to McDonalds can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
cuz my baby doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
what about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
for decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douch
a masengel what the hell cracker sale in the neighborhood
To the whorehouse bytches,
Miss porker, little joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
so I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po' to a nikka that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'm never givin' love again
Cuz blacks are too fukkin broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' hired
and your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
but sorry, this is our only room to walk
Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
i'm done for the morning. but I can continue this as long as you want it to go.
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
fukk a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal with the nine-double-M
The damn scum that you all hate
Just think if nikkas decide to retaliate
They try to keep me from running up
I never tell you to get down it's all about coming up
So what they do go and ban the AK?
My shyt wasn't registered any fukking way
fukking around in a crap game
nikkas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much
Bang out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts
I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide
Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five
I'm never hitting four-trey no way
You wanna leave but come on hoe stay
nikka see but that'll work
Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt
Fool you can't even fukk with that
And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat
Cause I see your homies starting to look
And broke motherfukkers they make the best crooks
Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
gots to get a job cuz I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
but thats not likely, so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
Cuz when I was in school I got the a. e. e.
But there's no s. e. for this youngsta
I didn't have no money so now I have to hunch the
Back like a slave, thats what be happenin
but whitey says there's no room for the African
Always knew that I would boycott, jeez
but welcome to McDonalds can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
cuz my baby doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
what about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
for decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douch
a masengel what the hell cracker sale in the neighborhood
To the whorehouse bytches,
Miss porker, little joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
so I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po' to a nikka that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'm never givin' love again
Cuz blacks are too fukkin broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' hired
and your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
but sorry, this is our only room to walk
Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
i'm done for the morning. but I can continue this as long as you want it to go.
Hey Mista Dopeman ya think ya slick u sold crack to my sister and now she's sick..but if she happens to die because of your drugs I'm puttin in ya culo a .38 slug
When me and my posse stepped in tha house all tha punk ass nikkaz started breakin out 'cause u know they know what's up so we start sweatin all the bytches wit dat big butts/like her but she keep cryin "I got a boyfriend" bytch stop lyin dumb ass hooker ain't nuttin but a dyke suddenly I see some nikkaz that I don't like/Walked over to 'im an said whut's up the 1st nikka that I saw hit 'im in the jaw/Ren started stompin 'im and so did E by that time got rushed by security out the door but we don't quit Ren said "let's start some shyt"/ I got a shotgun and here's the plot takin nikkaz out with a blurry of buckshots...it's like this because of that hoo ride NWA wanted for a homicide
When me and my posse stepped in tha house all tha punk ass nikkaz started breakin out 'cause u know they know what's up so we start sweatin all the bytches wit dat big butts/like her but she keep cryin "I got a boyfriend" bytch stop lyin dumb ass hooker ain't nuttin but a dyke suddenly I see some nikkaz that I don't like/Walked over to 'im an said whut's up the 1st nikka that I saw hit 'im in the jaw/Ren started stompin 'im and so did E by that time got rushed by security out the door but we don't quit Ren said "let's start some shyt"/ I got a shotgun and here's the plot takin nikkaz out with a blurry of buckshots...it's like this because of that hoo ride NWA wanted for a homicide
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