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Trouble - Hazen Street

"So now that you're lying face down in the concrete It seems to me that, you didn't understand these streets. No respect for me. Well you should think before you speak. I ain't even gonna try to lie,"

Trouble - Bonnie McKee

"Ah yes I remember too well How hard I tried avoiding your spell It was a cold October night It was a far from sober night And I was taken at first sight And this was much to your delight I'd heard That"

Trouble - Cypress Hill

"It's been a while now Been around the block many miles Many faces, many places that I found ?friend's? traces Where I spend time, places where my roam Places I can call home Places I can get stoned I"

Trouble - John Farnham

"D East Out in the west the sun goes down It's just a town like any other town People wear an innocent facade Oh, such pretty things to heal a broken heart Don't tell me, I know it, they all play the game No"

Trouble - Birdman & Lil Wayne

"Damn, you've just been hit in the head with a worldwide exclusive. Play with fire, you get burned When the heat was on I turned turned to trouble trouble yeah yeah c-3 New Orleans Baby the street called"

Trouble - Lil Wayne

"Damn, you've just been hit in the head with a worldwide exclusive. Play with fire, you get burned When the heat was on I turned turned to trouble trouble yeah yeah c-3 New Orleans Baby the street called"

Trouble - Elvis Presley

"(Leiber - Stoller) If you're looking for trouble You came to the right place If you're looking for trouble Just look right in my face I was born standing up And talking back My daddy was a green-eyed"

Trouble - King

"I'm stood in a darkened bus station avoiding the ripped seats customised frustration it's question and answer time it's make love on the street well that's the way it goes (that's the way it goes) smack"

Trouble - Dan McCafferty

"You yelled "Hey!" When your car wouldn't start You got real nervous And started to eat your heart out You're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feet You've got trouble And it's tailor made Mama, lay your"

Trouble - Brotha Lynch Hung

"I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble Packin a Smith & Wesson Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin You can tell that I'm evil By the arch in my eye bra But I aint got no pitchfork I stick niggaz with"

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