Timoudi (Arabic: ﺗﻴﻤﻮدى) is a town and commune in Kerzaz District, Béchar Province, in western Algeria. According to the 2008 census its population is 2,389, up from 2,116 in 1998, with an annual population growth rate of 1.2%. The area of the commune is 6,175 square kilometres (2,384 sq mi).
Timoudi lies at 359 metres (1,178 ft) in the Saoura valley on the banks of Oued Saoura, a wadi that marks the western edge of the Grand Erg Occidental, a large area of sand dunes in the Sahara desert.
Timoudi has a hot desert climate (Köppen climate classification BWh), with extremely hot summers and cool winters, and very little precipitation throughout the year.
Agriculture is the main industry in Timoudi. The commune has a total of 571 hectares (1,410 acres) of arable land, of which 366 hectares (900 acres) is irrigated. There are a total of 54,000 date palms planted in the commune. As of 2009 there were 1,009 sheep, 684 goats,45 camels, and 10 cattle.
[A.G.]
Yeah, yeah (you Must be Strong), gotta be strong nigga,
only the strong will survive,
I got fourteen in, niggas think i'm playing, yo Tommy Tee what's popping,
Yo mommy, yo Dave, paris in the house, D.I.T. signal.
You know what i mean, yeah yo AD where you at (RI)
Will will the ave low row nine fifty (Yes in Norway)
[Verse 1: A.G.]
The first six months of my life i was hooked to a respirator,
Probably gods way of giving me extra flavor,
2 years later I'm blowing out K, and they said it wouldn't happen
so we got it on tape,
That night cousin came throught the fire escape,
stole some money even ate the swan on the plate,
He was stressin, i seen the lines in his face,
Next time i seen him was online at his weight.
At six the youngest nigga trying to get laid,
Sixteen the youngest nigga trying to get paid,
At ten years old is when i first got played,
Little cutie from the project she even wore fade,
At fourteen I had pussy on my mind,
Couldn't concentrate dick hard all the time,
At seventeen that's when the shit got real,
I got a taste of jail and the tast is stale i'm thinking.
[Chorus: The Loudmouf Choir & A.G.]
You Must Be Strong, (No doubt niggas)
You Must Be Strong, (I came a long motherfucking way dawg)
You Must Be Strong, (And i got a long motherfucking way to go)
You Must Be Strong, (You feeling me)
[Verse 2: A.G.]
At nineteen back to jail grant death order,
Bullshit charge but i ain't coming to court though,
And as faith would have it hooked up with Lord Finesse the same year and
recorded a classic (A ghetto bastard)
My pops was never there so they laughed at my gear, And this was every
year.
New clothes was old clothes shit was golly,
Shoot souls, had hoes, socks was bloody,
And the bitches that i liked, they didn't like me,
And now it can't be the shoes then again it might be,
What they didn't now, there's not another like me,
But all had changed once I sold a diamond,
They killed L, they killed O, they killed Hans,
They killed Shaka, they killed Pop, they killed Papa,
Shook ones, look son they took pun,
I won't stop you understand when a hook come.
[Chorus/Outro: The Loudmouf Choir & A.G.]
You Must Be Strong, (This is that shit here, this is that pain)
You Must Be Strong, (Pain mage great music they told me)
You Must Be Strong, (R.I.P to all my niggas)
You (Jam Master Jay) Must Be Strong, (All my niggas alive dawg i feel ya)
You (trigga tone) Must Be Strong (For real nigga my man A rivera)
You Must Be Strong (Yo L if it wasn't for you i probably would've stopped
already dawg)
(Andre The Giant) You Must Be Strong (I forgot about him huh)
(Alright) You Must Be Strong, (It's time to wake your fucking ass up dawg,