that note ha It get strange and crazy sometimes, ha [Mr. 3-2] Shit I'm going through it, trying to deal with it It's a must I go get it, cause my pockets
when they competin' It's just too raw for them to think about eatin' If y'all ain't heard the word, my rap lingers The drop sounds like it's hot and burnin
Can I flip it? I may get wicked as I rip it. To get specific: If the shoe fits, then kick it. It's for the gifted. Pump your fist if you wit it. Here's
a stripper pole, know how to break it down She went from nothing to something, she tryna make it now She's original I boosted up her style She's got
twenty room mansion, I rest my Timb's in Uhh, I feel it how ya shake it Rings in ya belly, I can't take it Toss up your Moet, money make it Last week
picture my pistol drilling? A million women and children when I'm illing But it isn't real, it's a rap On the real, it's a wrap How could you possibly
filler Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the
Nas)] Hip Hop when niggas knew the art of war (Shan!!!) Rough rhymes that's what gave the hard the core Now it's all good best friends became gladiators
last girl, it's time to dance. That crunk beat is cool, for sure it pound but DJ could you please slow it down. Chorus: Play another song for me turn it
have it It's a feelin I can't fight it You got me speakin another language (*Female - singing: Bo habibi, Nishtage'a*) - 2X It's official raise your
'04 got my paper acts in me nigga I get my grind on, house 3 stairs had it for 2 years Still ain't satisfied that's how Scorpio's is Hot like hot fries
written, can you picture my pistol drilling? A million women and children when I'm illing but it isn't real, it's a rap On the real, it's a wrap, how
it 'til it harden Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight I said hard work
up It's so rough you gotta stay tough (gotta keep your head up homeboys)Keep your heads up It's so rough you gotta stay tough (it's to everbody
ceremony 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! omfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 C'mon, c
mac On our way to the NYC we drop game With round trip tickets, we kick it on stolen planes And for the things that we can do for ya'll One love to 2Pac, Mr
