dubs, and get Chinese back rubs In the club I mix and mingle, with niggaz ladies and hoes Bidness before pleasure, real playas get chose Neck chest and
it But they game is strong and they tongue is long A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone! [Chorus: Brother Marquis and Mr.Mixx] A bulldagger done
and watch em' back up Notorious biggie killer Affiliation with death row Niggaz get their caps pealed back Fool this the west coast Fuck a misdemeanor I'm raisin hell
came up out this dust with my heartless style These, Chorus Verse 3 I remember Uptown huh got to get to listenin' to Mr. Magic cuttin' up the hits and
with G's flipping keys and smoking weed I get the cash and dash and never learn to read So fuck a bitch fuck a hoe and I let ya know Because they come
down with this business Tryin' clown and get a cent and so rather than stand forever, been thinking drinking over a felony and hell of me and how
to try Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead Niggaz still ballin [Chorus: 2Pac] Still ballin, 'til the
Hell offa the forscythe and bail, Leavin' ah trail ah the boody victims The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin' As if and if and
pay your taxes And you keep it real, while them others stay plastic You're my Wonder Woman, call me Mr. Fantastic Stop- now think about it [Bridge 2:
world and all its different kind of poses (WOO!) Crush you like roaches, that's keepin the crowd movin (HAA!) Mr and the dancers, who said "Culture consumin?" Never face, he ????? ????? and
a nether chest Inna badman place Real mckoy and gangsta Police ask question get no answer Inna night, inna day, mr knight, mr kay, mr smith and western
Got a bitch name Jessica that would challenge any competitor And come back with the highest grade of weed the hell with the replica And when my grandfather
style and get'cha own It's Miscellane and it's on again For the niggas that slept, they shoulda stayed in step And kept ya big fuckin mouth shut Chorus
can see the stars runnin' from the sky Tryin' to get away from Dr. Dre and Mr. S-K-I [Chorus: x2] [Mr. Ski:] the Doctor should've told you, Mr. Ski
shoes off, Before you have a sound voyage, And siyanara see ya fuckers tommorow, Get some R and R and marinate in some marinara, And have a coke and a
we in the club yeaaahh!, It's time to party, This girl fine but hell but damn she bald head like Steve Harvey, POE BOY Flo Rida back me up, All these
it, Scott?" [Scott:] "Mr. Johnson already taught us this. Ain't he ever coming back? [Mr. Felcher:] "Well, uh..." [3rd Verse] NO! They can sit and
