Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)From the time that I was only seventeenI knew I loved to write I knew I loved to sing (Id sing)Id sing about my friends and all the gangsta things we did (we did)Back in those days there was some who always saidYoull never make it no youll never get ahead (but I)I kept on goin for mine contrary to what they said and I didThis is just to let you knowIm gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)No matter what they say to me Im gonna make my moneyAnd anyone who dont believe best stay away from meBeen on the match for currency since 1993There aint no way you stoppin meIm determined as I can beAnd if my funds get low again one thing I guaranteeYou can catch me by the corner store sellin fat-ass bags of weedNot because I think its cool or because I think its neatIt boils down to one simple fact me and mines have got to eatIm gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?Tell me have you ever heard?Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?Tell me have you ever heard?Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard? (ah get me faded)Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulateIm gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my) Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my) Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make Im gonna make my (my)Money (my money)

Yikes! [Rage] Uh-huh right back at cha Uh-huh The Lady of The Lady of Rage Still remain the undisputed Ahh still hit MCs like (hoo-yu-ken *Street Fighter sound from AfroPuffs*) Uh I begin like this; with the wicked ass flow Somethin for you wack MCs to think about whyknow (you what?) You better be on point (they what?) ya better be on deck You better be strapped and buckled down cause Ima wreck *tires squeel car crashes and glass breaks* like vehicles I pop suckers like sickle I tickle your fancy like Nancy and Wil-son get ill son rock it from Farnville the Tilden Projects (hah) Concealed when I wreck So hey step like stairs or prepare for the levitate (to what?) to mount up on that ass like Warren G the Regulator I wont hesitate to put a sucker on his back (uh-uh) I dont hesitate to take a sucker out like that (uh-uh) I close my eyes and dig deep into myself Come up with the shit thats hittin harder than belts cause Im spankin fakin MCs off the batboard smack another hit from the back door *chorus* Its that Sho Shot shit I release MCs from the West and the East get a motherfuckin piece Cause it aint where ya from its wheres ya gat And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at (repeat 2X) Now they call me Rage cause I rush and come down like a hammer Live rhythm get driven by vocal vehicular grammar Untouched the walls come crumbling down You get clutched in my clutches fifty feet from the ground Fatally feminine poisonous enought to extinct cities of war fled the valley so all of Cali sink I come stompin like Snoop hit the N-why next I aint puffin up that shit between the East and the West I use my hip-hop precision perfectly put to use its metaphoric phrases spittin like deuce deuces Continuous and strenuous crafty and shady Brothers notice me like Jodeci now Forever They Lady I puts it to ya like this you can despite me dislike me I makes money like Spike Lee You either want to be me or be just like me Im nasty nice-ty no sheisty Ahh so cold Im icy hah so throw them dice G *chorus* (repeat 2X) Now I speak with expertise and any heffer wont beef (moo) I be that A-1 Sauce on your lips like floss I eat suckers as my entree Rage got da bombay I gets total wreck and I aint playin wit a full deck its just this ace in your face kicks from Earth to outer space Gimme space room to breath roll up my sleeves just to breeze Blowin up the spot like infrared dots on your knot your knoggin lyrical murderer a Rockin Robin I be dishin out that puddin all you suckers pussyfootin be actin but I aint got time for theatrics My crews be crushin shitty MCs I be flushin down the commode as I explode cock back and reload Right the beat until they say WHOA Then they tell me Momma dont hurt me no mo! Im strictly bout them skills on the reala Strictly bout this motherfuckin MC cold killa illa *chorus* (repeat 4X) Its that Sho Shot Sho Shot Sho Shot Sho Shot Sho Shot Its that Sho Shot Sho SHot Sho Shot That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit Its that Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit That Sho Shot sheeeeit sheeeeit That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit That Sho Shot Sho Shot sheeeeit Uhh the heavyweight undisputed still hit MCs like (Hoo-yu-ken!) break it down now Lyrical murderer hit MCs like what? (Hoo-yu-ken!) seemon now Aint a damn thing changed I still remain the ill reputed And just in case whyall forgot or just didnt know I hit MCs like (Hoo-yu-ken!) break it down now

Yeah(Microphone pon cok)(Keep it lock) Rap on the flowYo all the niggas know the steeloOn the regular on the flowYo know the steeloOn the regular(Keep it lock) On the flow yo yoYo niggas know the steeloRock on the regular(The pon cok lyricist) YoIt be the dawnin of a new eraCheck the terror of the clever style (clever)Shinin in any type of weatherHail sleet or hurricanes monsoon rains when I rule foolsEven if they pack tools they cant loosen my screwsMy styles crisper stealthy done shit in the whisper down lowFilthy steelo not the bullshit with the glitterI glimmer like a nova roll overHorizons in a Range Rover (right)You cant survive even with luck from a cloverFour leafsI prefer the seven leaves of Budapest cessThe potent strain like Dristan mist I reach your brainsI got more flavors than ingredients in delisMakin all these niggas jelly cause Im strong to the max in factI can wait for fifty years fore I bust (I bust)And then erupt and crush MCs without no ring rustI be gettin stupid when I rockMicrophones pon cok (hey)Keep it lockMicrophone pon cok keep it lockFrom the corner to the crevices straight round di blockLike a locksmith me lock it down lockEverything cut down and everything stop (chah)From the boy everything must flockHumming pon di mic and di place run hot (thats right)Dubplate we ah lick it and stopX amount ah lyrics from straight mi head top (let me take it from here uh)Excusez-moi baby pawIm hittin harder than your left jaw can withstand so withdrawI likes it rough rugged and raw (and what?)A microphone fiend super supremeA fool I pity like my girl Nikk DI let off steam when Im wreckin shitIm a force to be reckoned withCause definite dysfunctionsYou couldnt connect to my shit with conjunctionsGet eaten like luncheon meat (ha) capisce?Not one can compete roll with the elite squad and we roll deepRock from alpha to omegaLay your cards on the table get verbally disabledYou best pick up a thesaurus (ha)Your shit is bull like Taurus (ha)This aint your day so dont try to play Morris (I what?)I bust backs with lyrics that break bones like batsCrack my knuckles get touched by the untouchable (uh)I be one of the baddest put up your dukes cause Im a hazard (what?)Youre gonna need a miracle like Jesus of NazarethTo save your from disastrous repercussions cause we be bustinDogg Pound much too much and them niggas still dont give a f*ck soHa duck down ha rappers are in dangerYou dont want to feel the wrath of Rage theres too much angerIll rearrange ya whole train of thinkin what was ya thinkin?My loose lips got your ships sinkin youre dead and stinkinYoure did (did) youre done (done)Lyrical murderer remain number oneThats how it is sonMicrophone pon cok keep it lockFrom the corner to the crevices straight round di blockLike a locksmith me lock it down lockEverything cut down and everything stop (chah)From the boy everything must flockHumming pon di mic and di place run hotDubplate we ah lick it and stopX amount ah lyrics from straight from mi head top Mi microphone pon cok lock and keySmack dab in the middle of my pocket baby you dont wanna knock with meCause Im not to be fucked with you cant touch thisThe French I speakll spread you out like mustard Im lusciousThe Dutch is extra large like deluxe is yo bust thisYou dont wanna clutched within my clutchesItll be a rainy night in AugustusGeorgia on your mind?Nah slaughterin these rhymesAt any given moment at any given timeIf anyone think that Im lyin show your stuffWhere you want it? Head or gut?Im thinkin I had about enoughI think you done ran straight outta luckAll you chicken heads talkin that chicken head cluck youre stuckAbout to get plucked so what?Ill take you at uh twenty-thousand degrees or at (or what?)Twenty-thousand leagues under the seaYou try to be the big fish Ill play you like bumble bee tunaYou couldnt blow up the spot better than this if you were the UnabomberI got that shit fatter than your mama the dramaRaging and my nine take ini or anyCome mosey on over my way baby I got goods and I got plentyIf any step theyll get flipped like penniesHeads or tails call it in the airGet blinded by the diamond puff glare (uh)Youre stuck in a stare (yeah)I double dare all these hot shots that think they too hot to trotYou aint got the Motts your shit stinks like FoxTurn it up a notch whos hot? You notDo stop you just got droppedBy the one whos got it lockedMicrophone pon cokMicrophone pon cok keep it lockThe pon cok lyricist

Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)From the time that I was only seventeenI knew I loved to write I knew I loved to sing (Id sing)Id sing about my friends and all the gangsta things we did (we did)Back in those days there was some who always saidYoull never make it no youll never get ahead (but I)I kept on goin for mine contrary to what they said and I didThis is just to let you knowIm gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)No matter what they say to me Im gonna make my moneyAnd anyone who dont believe best stay away from meBeen on the match for currency since 1993There aint no way you stoppin meIm determined as I can beAnd if my funds get low again one thing I guaranteeYou can catch me by the corner store sellin fat-ass bags of weedNot because I think its cool or because I think its neatIt boils down to one simple fact me and mines have got to eatIm gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?Tell me have you ever heard?Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?Tell me have you ever heard?Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard? (ah get me faded)Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulateIm gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my) Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my) Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make Im gonna make my (my)Money (my money)

[Snoop]Real nigga shitNow Im bout to show you how the West coast rockReal nigga shitNow Im bout to show you how the West coast rockReal nigga shit[MC Ren]Here come The Villain again grab your hoe and get the f*ck outta townThis nigga shit make the world go roundIts that black nigga Ren duck when I bustMake Jada get on these nuts make Will love to cussYou wanna f*ck with us? Man I wouldnt do itAsk this nigga here his ass we ran right through itYou out acting like yo shit be tightGet some shit f*ck it off like Tamika WrightGet the f*ck out my site I Ren-incarnateDropping West coast shit in every motherfucking stateMotherfucking legend yall niggas be knowingYou can leave yo bitch and keep on going[Snoop Dogg]I am Doggy Dogg bitch (beitch) love to hit a switchNever hit a bitch (beitch) love that gangsta shitCan I hear your flow? Can I f*ck yo hoe?Boy you hard on em - nigga you aint know?When you testify you got to keep it flyA lot of niggas lie shit we do or dieEveryday we high its like a nine to fiveI got my nina my fo-heata beata by my sideI keep it tucked close when Im on the West coast (West coast)I keep it on post when Im with my East coast folks locs (East coast)Yall know whats crack-a-lackingIm from the hood of the drive-bys and kidnappings and car-jackings[Chorus Ice Cube]Me and Snoop Dogg on the hogOn our way to the mall f*ck all of yallWe gon ball til we fall watch the chrome crawlIntercept these fine bitches cause we want em allDropping drawers popping coochie and licking ballsOnly gangsta ass nigga follow nigga lawsOnly gangsta ass bitches get to run the hogsOnly real ass niggas get to set it off[The Lady of Rage]Now the way I gets off in that ass its a sin to not assassinGrab a microphone have flashbacks and start flashingIm bound to toast yaString you up like you was on the PonderosaSip on Mimosa do it that way cause Im supposed taNow most of ya dont measure upIll make it hot and turn the pressure upSteaming regular nah supreme and I aint gassedI blow an MC away like Fox when I passAint nothing shitty about this here f*ck around and thats that assJust like grass I I want more Green than the GoblinMatter of fact I want more Bank than that chick that be modelingMy Uzi weighs more than a single tonI leave you single son who wanna mingle not a single onenow tell me what you figure niggaRob load up the show slow flow spitterThe hard hitter the R nigga rollI break it down sweet then I bring it back slow[Chorus][Nate Dogg]Nigga that was dumb diggy diggy dumb dumbHere them niggaz come kiddy kiddy come comeI think a nigga sprung spriggy spriggy sprung sprungProbably why he done diggy diggy done doneYo lady think Im cute I be knockin her bootsWhen shes away from home she be swallowin juiceYou thinkin thats yo son but he aint lookin like youSee the barrel of a gun nigga whatcha gon do?Set it off[Snoop Dogg]Niggas pop mo shit while we drop mo shitContinuously nigga nigga pleaseSlang yo kis birdies and treesYou can catch me and my niggas overseasShooting the breeze with a cute Vietnameseor was she Lebonese? I think she ChineseIt really dont matter cause they all on they kneesIts something bout these motherfucking West coast GsMake that cheese when the cops come you bet not freezeBlast on em like the Genovese they yo enemiesLock you up and f*ck you upTalk shit to you beat you down then cuff you upand leave you in a cell stuffed (damn!)I aint got no money for bail thats real as f*ck (freal)Trying to get a meal ticket and kick itChill catch a plane to Spain or maybe Brazilon the real can you feel me?[Kurupt]Yeah yeah set it offIts Kurupt Young GottiDoing it big for all yall suckersWe set it off Snoop Dogg!Its Tha Last MealLast time yall suckers gon eat off my big homeboyWe set it off!We set it off! West coast

Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)From the time that I was only seventeenI knew I loved to write I knew I loved to sing (Id sing)Id sing about my friends and all the gangsta things we did (we did)Back in those days there was some who always saidYoull never make it no youll never get ahead (but I)I kept on goin for mine contrary to what they said and I didThis is just to let you knowIm gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)No matter what they say to me Im gonna make my moneyAnd anyone who dont believe best stay away from meBeen on the match for currency since 1993There aint no way you stoppin meIm determined as I can beAnd if my funds get low again one thing I guaranteeYou can catch me by the corner store sellin fat-ass bags of weedNot because I think its cool or because I think its neatIt boils down to one simple fact me and mines have got to eatIm gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Im gonna make (Im gonna make)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money)Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?Tell me have you ever heard?Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?Tell me have you ever heard?Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk? (ah get me faded)Tell me have you ever heard? (ah get me faded)Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulateIm gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my) Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my) Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make (Im gonna make) (tell me have you ever heard of G-Funk?)Im gonna make my (my)Money (money) (tell me have you ever heard?)Im gonna make Im gonna make my (my)Money (my money)

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Billie holiday My man don't love me Treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me Treats me awfully Hes the, lowest man That I've ever see He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow But when he starts in to love me Hes so fine and mellow ...

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