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gas chamber c bo (Verse1) It's time to drop the gas from the chamber Niggas on AWOL rearrange your Face with the quickness And it's the Garden Block sickness that got a nigga in this shit So you better watch your can we all ball c bo the town But we brung shit like Hitler bail em with a Sigma Switch with the first shot gotta check the spot Burnin rubber out the parkin lot pointin out the window Stuck off indo bumpin my nigga C Torcher Chamber TRU (C Murder) Monster: Welcome to our house the only one on the block with its very own Torcher Chamber.... ghetto flight c bo [Featuring Pizzo] [C Bo] It's 1994 gang bangin' done played out But I still stay strapped cause I don't wanna get played out On the concrete with internal bleedin' Moms at my hand screamin': 'Bo all i ever wanted c bo [Featuring Lunasicc 151] Chorus: C Bo All I ever wanted was a pair of Nikes A Lexus a mansion and eternal life Maybe what it was I was askin for too much Prayin to God thinkin 'did he give a fuck Gas Chamber (Angry Samoans) foo fighters gas chamber there's a light. stay at home don't feel right. in my room all the time trapped inside this twisted mind. gas chamber cannot breathe. time for lunch cannot leave. BO$$ Fifth Harmony gettin\' Oprah dollas Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin\' Oprah dollas Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin\' Oprah dollas Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin\' Oprah dollas C-O-N-F-I-D-E-N-T professional ballers c bo bite my ass But we be Professional Ballers hittin at the top-notch ass Pass the green leaf on the left, inhale a breath of chronic smoke Exhale like a pro, I be too much for you to cope Chorus: C-Bo 357 c bo Verse 1 (C Bo) My first name is Smith my last name is Wesson but in yo hood I'm known as 357 have yo neighborhood punk quick to shoot a man an have Clark Kent thinkin that he's superman wit six survival 1st c bo Verse 1: (C-Bo) It could be the napalm, droppin' non stop bombs, Armed like vietnam, dominatin' like King Kong. Lyrical madness, step up, take up, and start blastin'. til my casket drops c bo real niggas c bo featuring Mob Figgas Verse One: C Bo Twenty five years old still tryin to make a livin off a one live then they're only slugs give a nigga Fuck holes in my chest took my last breath I squeeze no pain no gain c bo * called for Bo-Loc As I ride, ride til I die Best to hide, nigga, when I hit your block I bring death on the suckers when my Glock is cocked I got hops in my Coupe, a pocket full of loot and it don't deadly game c bo Got him on the ground makin funny sounds, ohh I got a problem, witnesses ten Positive identifa-cation Chorus On swoll in the pen, cellmates with X-Raided Now I'm on parole, five years later The Bo desperado outlaws c bo big gangsta c bo [Featuring Laroo Lil' Bo The Mob Figgas] I see so many murders in these Cali streets I load the strap in the battle won wit death to get beat who ever thinks of defeat? When in ??? ??? fo ridas c bo *(Chrous- C-Bo)* I was born in hell juss to be a rida wit lo-lo's an 4-4's an mo hoes fo the ridas keep my pants saggin stay strapped wit the magnum ridas desperado outlaws do the dirt Verse 2 raised in hell c bo featuring Big Syke Verse One: C Bo I was born in hell without a pistol Now how can I survive with one live without a vest and 4 5? hard labor c bo When I was to young to be in So now I'm comatosed, shellshocked and barely breathin' But, still I respect the game Test me, you ain't Hussein Outlaw like Josey Wales Too tough to try to change C-Bo money by the ton c bo Verse One: C Bo I slide thru the 5 double 0 drop S C '97 Sport and shorts and matchin jew els Worth about a quarter, mil-ticket is how we dress True ballers fakin meal tickets up in the West I know boo yow c bo ¸¿¼O≫c E²AAAo(E²±¤En.AA¾c.Aoμa·¡°i) 뒤 다 줄 맞춰 내가 지휘할 테니까 교양 없이 듣는 예능 Symphony 오늘은 토요일 무한대를 그려봐 Let’s Go Boom Boom Boom 무슨 말이 필요해 Shut Up And Drop Drop Drop The Bass Drop Drop Drop The Bass 쿵쿵쿵 내 심장을 뛰게 해 더 크게 That that Boom bo Bo Bo Bo Boogie Down Productions Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack The only way to deal with racism if you're black Well seven ABC The Jackson 5 bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo You went to school to learn girl things you never knew before like I before E except after C and why 2 plus 2 makes 4 now now now I'm gonna teach you teach you niggaz get they wig split b legit Title: Niggaz Get They Wig Split [Featuring C-Bo, Celly Cel] B-Legit: Bitch I got beam like Scotty Leave you spotty When I point this aim at your brain And leave them hollow thangs in your body Re-Rewind The Artful Dodger Selecta Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Selecta Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Selecta Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Bo Bo Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Selecta Re rewind, when The ALLEGRO (FROM FLUTE SONATA IN B FLAT,WQ 167) Various Artists ECKART HAUPT, flute Dresden Baroque Soloists; Siegfied Pank, viola da gamma; Armin Thalheim, harpsichord; C. P. E. Bach Chamber Orchestra; Hartmut Haenchen, conductor Bo Rob De Nijs Bo Ze zeggen dat jij eenzaam bent Bo Ik heb je nauwelijks gekend Je was nooit bang alleen te zijn Maar wat nu Ben je echt vergeten waar ik ben Bo Ik was zo blij dat jij bestond Want jij Jij geloofde dat BO$$ Dissimiler H Na Przekor Nowym Czasom Andrzej Piaseczny esz bo Tu trzeba si? na pokaz ?mia? Bo winien jeste? to Gdzie? obok lustra wieszam wzrok Cho? to miał by? historii krzyk Idola sprzed mych paru lat A zn?w chc? sob? by? Pozw?