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Can’t Give It Up

Krayzie It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know).There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t know, I don’t know). [*2]My life is a

Bless Da 40 Oz.

[Layzie]It’s all because of brewI’m feelin fresh and newI bless a forty a daySo now I never have to have another sober dayWhen blessin’ 40s I’m a proI just thought I’d let you know youCan’t take my brew away from me… [Bizzy]I gulp my 40 kinda slow; I like to savor itAnd while the niggas

Ecstasy

Krayzie "Krayzie The Dealer"What’s happenin’ nigga? "Hell yeah, what’s up my nigga? Ain’t nothin’ just out here grindin my nigga, you know what it is.” “What’s up nigga what you need?” I need some weed nigga. “Aw man I don’t even fuck with the weed no more.” What? “Aw hell no man I got this

Body Rott

Chorus:I say the war shouldn’t stop until these playa-hatin niggaz body rott (body rott)nigga the war shouldn’t stop until these mothafuckin cops body rott (body rott)(x2) Krayzie:we presist smoke bluntsyoull never find a thuggish bunch of niggaz like usdont be so quick to test usI be laodin my bustim a have to talk to Eazy

Change The World

Big B.Raisin’ hustlas, thieves, and prostitutes. Young homie think before you shoot—Murderaaaaah. Where will our children go, when there’s no (nowhere, no!) place safe where they can go? BizzyAnd trouble may come and some time you’ll get pulled over by one-time. And when in 1999 rewinds didn’t even make any strides. Murder all around the

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