stay up on top of things, the ???? life we was livin Strictly business, we was in this to win it all Didn't give a fuck if no others didn't love us,
Oahoahohhh.. talk to them CPO.. [Verse One] Permit me to kick some licks, a bodacious flow Occupation - looney motherfucker; set I claim - the Row So
you just should not confers with me That's not that serious, don't take it so personally Plus currently I prefer the girls who prefer the three C.P.O. C.P.O
listenin to Slick Rick The Ruler, Dana Dane made me more smoother ... hah-HEEEEH! [Verse 3: Bun B] R.I.P. Pimp C Game, let me take 'em down to the South
, yo Chief, pass the Buddha [Chorus] [Verse Three: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger
in my Pants (in my pants, in my pants), shawty got me so excited [Verse 1:] We got tha E-A-C-I-T-P, I wonder if she feel the same way about me She shakin
tilt man, quarter o to the brain Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas insane Other niggas can't hang, it's a BONE thing How a nigga like me smoke
: [Intro - P. Diddy] Yeah, (Hey yo, turn my mic on) Booba (Yo), the champ is here (Yeah like that), the champ is here All you other motherfuckers, sit
: {Busta Rhymes} Tri-lateral commission Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down (AiYAHHHHHHHHH!) {Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P.} Everytime I take a look, the
: Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg,
ask the question why. I never liked working at Mickey D?s, All my life I got B?s and C?s. Down with the crew called BDP Shifty, and E.P.I.C. Now when
Rap:] [Male] Mami what u want from a playa like me Out in the streets, livin O.C. [Mocha] Papi what u want from a honey like me Ghetto soup(?), hot Don P
in the Aftermath Bumpin gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G. started from that S.O.B., D.R.E. Like Dub-C I
P P P Peep this We got bottles over here Kush is in the air.. we good ( O. D. O.D.) Bithces over there.. we good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we
don't listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and The 10 karat Kid with my triggers cockin' The K the I the D R-O-C K
part yo neden lips hehhe people wanna ride wit dem or us jaguar with Ken or a simple bus fuck you then we don't need you hoes I.C.P forever with the juggalos
: Ohhh, ohh, oh, oh, oooooh (Dear God, bring our P.O.W.'s home) Ohhh, ohh, oh, oh, oooooh (And bring our brothers on lockdown, home - amen) [R. Kelly