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2pac - The Struggle Continues (Full Intro) (unreleased)
2pac with Big Syke, Hussein Fatal & O.F.T.B. - The Struggle Contienus. Unreleased track with (More) 2pac with Big Syke, Hussein Fatal & O.F.T.B. - The Struggle Contienus. Unreleased track with full intro. Lyric: (2pac talking) The struggle continues The struggle continues The struggle continues (Verse One: 2pac) Now I was born as a rebel making trouble for the Devil Take this gangbang shit, to a whole another level Can you feel me now? Armies in every city, definition of power Players, are you with me? See the war is the prophecy, survival is the strategy Rest in peace To my comrades that's deceased Organize the streets in time You'll have these devils petrified of a nigga in his right mind They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound It's for the brothers in penitentiaries jailed down I got you in my heart until the day I die Think of the damage we could do, if we wasn't high Can you picture me loc? It's a thug's wrath Political contracts and blood baths For Matulu Shakur up in the Rikers Though they got you I'll never let them stop me the struggle continues (Verse Two: Hussein Fatal) I gotta get out of town see I done shot another dick Nigga be rolling trip's to keep his mind off sticks They check our parole they supervise my whole size Money wires surprise drug dealer's on the rise These car jack's is federal you soft and shred able Dictionary rapper's you come at me all edible I light past your crew, like you know what I'm about (Ha ha ha) Guinness style cause Fatal done hit up another house These prop's and pretty niggas getting played like pumps Fucking up these fag front's, fronting on blunts Blast these bitch niggas bullshitting on a body Kill nigga Brown it and me and you can ask Bobby Slick, shoot her and loot her Kill her smoke the Buddha Man this dirty money can't get a little cuter Money and hoes, money and hoes Rest in peace Al. Storm murder case just closed (Verse Three: FlipSide) All I'm trying to do is make a penny But crooked cop's beating down my door like I beat down Resno Dinny They in position with they shot guns But if they kick in my door like I know they catch the hot one They kicked it in So Flip got pissed Now I'm on the run living life as a fugitive The cop's was deep They made a clean sweep I tried to break but caught one in the ass cheek (Verse Four: Big Syke) A drug smuggler from the underworld Thugging Desperado Visual loco motion from my Teflon hollow's Transgression racketeer probation violator Buster tester, no fear for a Ingle Watts slayer My future's unknown hoochies on the phone calling me Parking down the street from my house trying to follow me Boundaries restricted for a thug unconstitutional Balling out of control from L.A. to Puerto Rico (Verse Five: FlipSide) I'm bleeding bad And damn I need a doctor But I can't do shit until I shake this helicopter A gang banger dope slanger full of anger I killed a cop now they want me on a coat hanger (Verse Six: Big Syke) We smoke Dope and soak Weed and greed ain't uncommon though Dog I'm in need indeed ain't no option though Cookies and chip's I got a street education My homies stressing out cause his babies mama's basing What am I chasing a relationship with God or a female? Secrets don't tell, I just posted bail Fuck Jail and the C.O. from my niggas in the Pen' Treated like a dog for his sin fuck a friend Let my 64 Benz blockade as I fade back streets L.A., Eastside Compton, Long Beach Murderous killer's lunatic kamikazes We drop bodies and throw parties the struggle continues (Less)

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Lloyd Banks - Banks Workout with lyrics (Classic Banks!!!) (50 Cent is The Future classic mixtape ya heard!!!)
[50 Cent] I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz (More) [50 Cent] I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains [Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS) These niggaz don't really want war (nah) They just walk around frontin Cause I walk around stuntin Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea) If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh) Fuck livin positive, cause negativity spreads faster A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car Cause big hits come flyin through ya door like Casper (WOO) I'm smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh) Not the type to go spark metal in Start thinkin you gangsta cause you hit a park yellow van (yea) Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man Talk tough, til you get cuffed and start tellin damn Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it (GOD DAMN) You only gon wind up dead tryin to prove shit I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea) I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA) Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh) Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped The only trigger you touch is on a gas pump I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple (UH-HUH UH-HUH) I know you wanna pop me but (but) If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH) Fuck, I really hold the rubber I send +Sparks+ at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba I'm aimin for a video cover, huge tall bustas A pound and a philly hold the smuggler G=Unit's whats up right now The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign upsidedown You gotta come a little harder, nigga You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA) You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe) And you mad cause you blowin on oregano You niggaz'll never blow Anyone to step in my ring is brave I don't know a thing about hair stylin but I can make a finger weave (ERR) Short stay leave her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly I'm about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill I ain't loud around a snitch (nah) I don't crowd around a btich (nah) The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (WOO) niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm real I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill Gimme Barbie at her best (UH-HUH) Bacardi at the chest(UH-HUH) I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk Useta have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty (salty) Blowin steam like a cup of coffee Click POW get these fuckas off me [50 Cent] I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga ain't nuttin change You move I'll blow your brains Yea Lloyd Banks nigga Whats up nigga? It's 50 nigga You fuckin wit him right? I know you fuckin wit him cause I said you fuckin wit him Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga Whats up nigga? What the fuck I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all that nigga Nigga if you talkin all that gangsta shit Nigga we get it poppin nigga Whats up nigga? Anytime nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga Any where you see me nigga Lets go! (Less)

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