weed in our cakes and Oreo's Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro You want my roll, on someone you hardly know This Marley grow, no time to move
let it go I cracked the window then hit the back door like trick dices Stickin' and movin and movin' and stickin' the prices Uppin' the ante before my ante
good times) Forget work it's all play at the end of the day (Ahh, the good times) Just be sure to send the females my way (Ahh, the good times) (Ahh, the good times
ante up on a pound You swoop up Wish and I'm a swoop up B We can have this thugs night on the town (Town) Let's blow this one for Flesh, fo'sho It's
? Whilst this old day is still alive Refusing to be put away 5:55 No sleep tonight 5:55 Like a beast awaits its faith Laid here with time to kill The
Nuestra presentacion especial comenzara en breve (Our special presentation will start shortly) Pero antes un mensaje de nuestros auspiciadores (But first
wore a cup in your panties So all you pussies in this rap game, time to up the ante What's your fancy? Big time skills or small penny Dead to latter
[master p] You know what? This ghetto got me so crazy My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death Ain't this fucked up Big
Y.P.D. - New York Pricks and Dicks They can't stop our floss Straight up (for you crackheaded bitches) For my A.M. niggas (for you crackheaded bitches) My Ante
, there's no time to play FUCK THE TYRANTS! seize the time, turn night into day war saves no one FUCK THE U.S.A.! i know this plant will keep growing
baby. I'll forward this to your friends and family. Maybe I should reconsider this diagnosis, Lets think things out before we conclude. Commonly a virtuoso at these procedures, But this
for industry That dream is over with And now we find ourselves awakened at the time of revolution because we cannot call this 'change' if all intellectual
Brooklyn, uh, yeah, now Check this shit out Now check this motherfucking capo right here Mash Out Posse, Slash, O.C. come together like a glock and a
roll with a hundred But when the beef come don't nobody want it (Gangster) La, la la la, la, la la la I want to dedicate this chant to my people Locked
this helmet pop that coochie like bam bam Smokin in the motel, fuckin in the hotel You can't smoke this tree for free but you get this shit for sale
dust storm hovers I'm trying to walk on top of sunshine But it's ridiculous at times that's why I tore 'em with this warning Verse Two: Wanting the
Who's that walking with a hole in his head? Big bad Bazooka Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times? I tell 'em......
the fuck up, out that 740 shorty, I ain't playin' It's flash that thang time, bang, bang time Ante up, nigga, it's game time Hand over the ring, take