libbing] [Bun B] Back on that bullshit so bring in the cattle Ready for war so let's get to the battle Niggaz is babies with bottles and rattles The
Colgate smile, hey baby (Get 'em girl, get 'em girl) They'll love you one second, then hate you the next Oh ain't it crazy baby, yeah (So crazy, so crazy
collective lost had left, thousand of mourn Them, Clansmen are the nucleus of hiphop There's no room for error, M C's will get dropped Evidence of terrifying
. Nigga what? Bring yellow niggas back in style B -Bizzy Bone- The streets smothered me, crack smothered me and the brothers/ I want to move out of this country, get
a lost some birds neva landed but least i didnt get caught we dont even use scales niggas break off a brick whateva over is yours homey just take it and get
'm off in your head So let's get in bed And do what your mind said, whoooo Wanna love baby Wanna feel you If you come, If you come Wanna love baby Wanna
what you're thinking Girl, I'm off in your head So let's get in the bed And do what your mind said Wanna love, baby Wanna feel you Wanna love, baby
my flo so flexible the gas lookin at me texaco shoot yourself in the leg thats a go right check with a twisted lip if i aint right check then this is it b-b-b
a murder case Nigga get out of jail, he still be up in beef Gotta get some money, gotta get him a piece Gotta get him a low so he can beef up Catch
off the roof take a picture of that and call it photo chop Been riding clean Since Rodney King Martin Luther Dream and chrome monoblocks All of us been repping Texas baby
bout to have yall n-ggas mad at me I wrote this blindfolded DARK TWISTED FANTASY can we get much higher can we get much higher can we get much higher
you know I'm livin' legit?" The cop said "Don't get smart. I tear soul-brother apart" I said "Well take off your gun, if you wanna get done An' I'll
wanna give it to ya, baby I wanna rock with you So get on the floor with me I wanna give it to ya, baby King cobra rapper crew Ill Capitan, never roll
smoking that godel Sipping on the lean, throwed methozyne Got the whole (gun shots) riding on my cotail With my boy Frankie he a kumbia king Can I get
, get, gettin' it, gettin' it, man It feels good, I still gettin' love in my hood Haters still wishin' they could But they can't 'cause I'm still Gettin' it, gettin' it, get
they mourn me when my life is lost? Never mind that. What if you could rewind the time back? Would you bring B-I-G or Martin Luther King back? It's all
:A.B: This Song Is Dedicated To My Baby Sister Selena And To All The Families That Have Lost A Loved One, That Day After Day Have To Feel That Emptiness
, he can't get no darker All about action, not a fast talker All the whick whack sucker DJ's Gotta try much harder My man Willie Willie Willie D Taggin' up B