you twist and turn with this beat that I kick it South River, Trax East Fuck with me you'll be deceased 6 foot underground is where you'll be to say
with offical hoop-bangers With hang time like a coat hanger Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks What up doc? the monstar funk (ll cool j) Lightning
you call us crew Fool, be cool what's cool, you snooze you lose Me and my down south niggas rule Fuck the other nigga, we pay dues too [Juicy J] This
got drums Woo, Alkaholiks, let's get it crackin' y'all Ay J-Ro, teach these niggaz how to stunt People gather round, J-Ro is on arrival Raised in the ghetto
niggaz, trying to follow my every move Until you load up, and put hollows through every wound I'm from a place, where it ain't no love Niggaz'll peel
Rolling up L after L like cool J was on the back of my name So if its drama niggaz know where I live But I guarantee you'll pay some repercussions for
people And the ghetto is a trap with glass walls Should I sell drugs, be a rap thug, or play ball? We end up in the grave anyway The average cat and LL Cool J
fuck with me it'll be your life a simple chance that you takin Clicked up with the hypnotize camp of life so all you bitches quit hatin [juicy j] Yeah
offical hoop-bangers With hang time like a coat hanger Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks What up doc? The Monstar funk [LL Cool J] Lightning
with offical hoop-bangers With hang time like a coat hanger Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks What up doc? The Monstar funk (LL Cool J) Lightning
(Ft. Ghetto & J2K) Warning, Warning, Warning I get it on from when I walk in (...) my crips are warning but it won't look like this in the morning I'
billy hill billy Uncle Willy acting nilly Old bitch cooking up vittles Then fuck on the porch, playing a fiddle You know I'd love to show you that ghetto
can ball, at thug's mansion [Chorus: J. Phoenix + (Nas)] Every corner, every city There's a place where life's a little easy Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
(feat. LL Cool J, Mashonda) [LL Cool J] Damn I Miss You.... It's still gone ride, it's still gone ride Uh uh, uh uh, C'mon, uh, uh, yeah, ride, uh Damn
And if I let my nine rang out You know, it'll make your brains hang out So what's your fate? Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate? The
for givin' me wind beneath my wings When the miracle spittin there shall be no witnesses to da pain And my ignorance, I charge to da game So many love
caine Rolling up L after L like cool J was on the back of my name So if its drama niggaz know where I live But I guarantee you'll pay some repercussions