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range
Gas range
Mind frame, never plain
Hard to keep me sane
Stay in your lane or get clipped
On that sick shit
Contagious when I spit
You know that I'm

gas, I feel like Toby
Put my arm up in the rim, I really feel like Frobe
Smokin' on good gas I call this shit OG Anunoby
Pushin' the gas, Range Rover
I

playing, yea, that boy is in disguise (In disguise)
Up in late night spaces with the guys (With the guys)
Energized keep the gas ranges high (High)
But y'all

Ride With Me

Nelly

(Hot S**t) Country Grammar

2000

the sky's is the limit
And them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that four dot six range
Watch the candy-paint change every time I switch lanes

Nal range te jogi de
tainu jogan hona pai jau ga 

Mai Ishq de alleya zakhmaN day
khud has has ke muh seen laN gi 

Je yaar mera mainu zehar deeve
mai

know we tipping big, gone keep the change
Foot on the gas, till we outa range
And you see the flames and them German plates
Auf Wiedersehen
I can feel

My Life

Jim Jones

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment) [Bonus Track]

2006

on the V
Wallin' in the whip, let's talk politics
They say niggas from New York is saw by the flip

I got gas in the range, cash on the chain
And I'm flying

match me
Exactly
Love it when play comes together
Putting numbers on the board
Bitch nobody does it better
Pressure
On the south side cooking the gas

to the costal plains
I got the gas in my tank, said "don't worry bout my fuel range"
I got the gas in my tank, said "don't worry bout my fuel range"
(sing along)

l-l-l-love my Range Rover
I love my, I love my, I love my Range Rover
I love my Range Rover, l-l-l-love my Range Rover

P-P-Pumps on the gas 140

Ride Wit Me

Nelly

Hip Hop, Vol. 2: The Collection

2004

nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6

Ride Wit Me

Fat Rat Da Czar

Da Cold War 2

2009

nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6

It ain't over till it's over
I'm tryna pull up in a Range Rover
Hit the gas I ain't pullin' over
Fourth quarter yeah we takin' over
Stacking' loaf up

range
Let's get it cracking
And you know why the fuck we came
The hottest in the game
Monztaball be the name, yeah
All gas
All gas no brakes
I catch ya

your dada (bitch)
I poke her face got her thinking that she’s Lady Gaga 

The F&N hit your face now you goo goo ga ga (baby)
Range Rover fortified you

Podes haterar
Ninguém vai ligar 
Minha crew no top 
Estamos a dar gás
Tou dentro de um Range
Hater tá olhar 
I don’t give f****
Para o que vai falar

the bathroom open
Description fits y'all
Lil bro mumbled like man that nigga be smoking Chris Paul
Mid-range gas won't do nothing but get me pissed off
Yea my

Hit him close range
While he getting gas
Think I got amnesia smoking on the gas
Yeah, I got amnesia
Forget about that bitch cuz I don't need her
Forget

They're running in place
We're hardly the same
That's paella on the gas range
They turnt up till the facts change
It ain't sent in
Till none of them could

out the lot, Range Rover (Gas, haha)
We got big chops and soldiers (Brrah)
Thinking what haven't we done?
(What haven't?)
We chasin' racks for fun (Big

Bazei, ficaste (Yee!)
Fat num mercedes (Ooh!)
Helly num range (Ooh!)
Damos o gás (Ooh!)
Estou no volante (Ooh!)
Vens ou não vens? (Vens ou não vens?!)
Vais

in the rain
Line my sight when I aim
In the range drawing paint
Smoking gas the car stank
Nirvana got range
Might Cobain I'm not okay
One minute I'm in

two blow pain both hit, hit it, love for money, insane
I'm smoking propane in my spliff, put the gas in my range
I run it over, off a cliff, love me

too many games
I done had dreams of smoke gas in the range
With all of my guys, but most of them changed
Getting this money but it ain't the same
I