get on down} We'll make ya bounce baby. Bounce baby bounce. [Chrous] [adlib:] {make ya bounce} {down, down, down, down. down, down, down, hey} {We're
wanna get on down} We'll make ya bounce baby. Bounce baby bounce. [Chrous] [adlib:] {make ya bounce} {down, down, down, down. down, down, down, hey} {
of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the weed spot. You want credit, forget it, I did it on my
feathers on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on him When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em
On (All Night) {Baby Lemme Give You A Call, How Long Will It Take To Break You Off} To 3 Or Maybe 4 Ready For It All (I'm Down) {Baby Lemme Give You
outta jail?) And it don't stop, and it won't quit (I'm gonna buy me a gun) And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit (
hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
victorious takin ova ya territory Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it Get it crackin in this
come around, come around, come around, come around... [Verse 2: B-Real] We break it up, roll it up, light it up, smoke it up And pass it to the left
on everything (x5) Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha I?m on everything (x5) [Royce Da 5'9"] I?m on syrup painkillers,
, Bout It Bout It Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin Y'all niggaz can get it
In my head, it's going down (my head) It's going down (my head) In my head. Yeah. In my head. Oh yeah Break it down. Ay-oh. Come on. Ay-oh. Ay-oh. You
Waiting on down for the B-boys And B-girls waiting, doin' their thing Pump it, louder come on Don't stop, and keep it goin' Do it, lets get it on
J.M. motherfuckers 9 to 5 motherfuckers Verse One: Who shot ya? Seperate the weak from the ob-solete Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets It's on nigga
my head, it's going down (my head) It's going down (my head) In my head. Yeah. In my head. Oh yeah Break it down. Ay-oh. Come on. Ay-oh. Ay-oh. You singing
