Spaghetti arms, limp butt, freak show! UGLY! Chorus U-G-L-Y, you could make an onion cry! U-G-L-Y, like an alien chased by the FBI U-G-L-Y (x10) You
coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on it, then loosened the strap It get hot in here, let Lucifer rap Bring hell to niggaz when Dre producing a track Take it
do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7: Young Buck] I'm talkin
Feat. Nas, JS) [Nate Dogg & (Nas)] (All star baby) Young quick see (F-U-B-U) Lately all I see is D-P-G (Q-B, L-B-C niggas) When I turn the radio on keep
just another way to see cake But niggas still gotta die hate Well fuck it, I'ma do it cause the streets put me to it See y'all niggas is late See it'
stuff u're facin' U gotta come with a new git The J-U-G-H-E-A-D, and I'm flowin' with it U could say I'm on a roll NPG and y'all, and we're gettin' bold
: [Intro: movie sample (Raekwon)] On the firing line... lock, one round load Ready on the right? Ready on the left? Ready on the firing line? Watch for
know what time it is [Raekwon conversating with some people] "All you been seeing is upsets in the box and shit right It's like come on man This nigga
: "Take It Back" [Intro: movie sample (Raekwon)] On the firing line... lock, one round load Ready on the right? Ready on the left? Ready on the firing
S-t-a-y w-i-t-h m-e, y-o-u w-i-l-l s-e-e J-u-s-t h-o-w l-o-v-e c-a-n g-r-r-r-o-o-o-w-w-w Just how love can g-r-r-o-o-w-w And where will I be tomorrow
' it real for St. Clair Anybody that want it, even if it's on my mornings I will wake up, just in case you want it And I ain't got shit to prove it,
I gave y'all the heat, y'all distributed the shit Y'all bumped that shit, y'all had faith in this shit That's why I love y'all shit Whatever y'all need I got y
fete chase been doin it for a while Phunk Dog on the beat with it jig with it Hustlers play for keep with it so I keep my heat with it (A bay bay thats
the crabs, Fuck it (Can you kick it?) [Redman] Huh, it's that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on
Yeah, U T P nigga, come on K L C nigga, come on, holla I done tightened up on my G dog Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws Ya man trippin
Funk, F U N K, u stank Down with the P Funk, F U Down with the P Funk, F U N K (U stank) Why not? P Funk, F U N (Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank) Down