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Menace 2 Society - Pooh-Man

"(Pooh-Man) Gettin straight to the motherf**kin point The bitchs the hoes the money and the dank joints A young player but nothing with heart He wouldn't think twice about tearing your ass apart I'm from"

Gutter - Pooh-Man

"(Pooh-Man) Let's do this ya'll (Robin Smith) This is how we live each day Growing up the gangster way This is how we live in the gutter This is how we live each day Growing up the gangster way This is"

Mellow Man - Pooh-Man

"(Pooh-Man) Yeah lets make this kind of mellow Ant slow it up for me We going to do this kind of cool (Verse 1) Always on a mellow man Kicking rhymes that last Grab the microphone and I clock straight"

Sentenced To Five - Pooh-Man

"(Intro) (Pooh-Man) Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Bigga Figga Straight from west block San Quinn prison serving five year sentence on a robbery case This is to everybody I love Everybody I am going to miss (Verse"

Player Haters - Pooh-Man

"(Intro) Player haters Player haters We can't the player haters Yeah man lets kick the funky gangster shit Give enough respect (Verse 1) (Pooh-Man) Mike a.k.a cash money Man I tell ya this nigga is funny Always"

Ain't No Love - Pooh Man

"Now $hort! I know you didn't think that shit was over, you little ugly ass nigga! Too $hort... Nothin' can save ya Ain't no love, $hort (4x) Now mickity mic down Guns out, mothafuckas Lowin' the holes"

Studio Gangster - Pooh-Man

""I've seen you on the street" "Where you from?" "From Oakland" "Nah, you're not from Oakland, I know Oakland" Let's take a ride with the boy from the Eastside Where nothing's a crime no roots to a bye-bye Tired"

Bring It 2 'Em - Pooh-Man

"Well I'm a fire this shit up like dank And let the whole town know what's up with me and Ant Banks Another nigga turned traitor He wanna be a rapper, fool stick to the crossfader Get on the radio and bad-mouth"

Ain't No Love - Pooh-Man

"Now $hort! I know you didn't think that shit was over, you little ugly ass nigga! Too $hort... Nothin' can save ya Ain't no love, $hort (4x) Now mickity mic down Guns out, mothaf**kas Lowin' the holes"

Gangsta - Pooh Man

"Woke up in the morning, threw on my black suit Time to pay respects to a player from my crew He got caught up and paid with his life Slipping on the block on the late night Now everybody's at his funeral"

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