to get at us And I don't give a fuck, about reputation and status My reason here is to neutralize the static, so look in my eyes [Hook] [Mr. 3-2:]
(feat. Quest) [Mr. 3-2:] I sweep the block heat the block, with big lead When the war die down, boys come home with missing legs Amputated sho' hate
Seem like me and young gyal ya just can't combine So it's sour like lime Running it down the line Mr. Muffin one timr [Chorus] [Verse 3] She call mi
: (feat. Drake) [Chorus - Sample from "Fancy" by The-Dream - 2X] Y'all know me 'cause all I do is ride around in Bentley coupe Got no need, she got
gonna stop She got her Jay'z mixed up, one of us went Pop, one ride 26's, other one ride stocks One of us hugged B, the other one hug the block, they
me need my project bitch got them pass flip No patience so I had to ride sick Ride dirty on the T.I Tip Three well motion always make the ride Tip It
love her (i mean i like the bitch i dont love her) Next thing you know you gun be all boogo upped with her and shit (fuck that) [chorus, x2 - Nate Dogg
WC & Omar Cruz) [Chrous: The Game] Nigga be easy Growing up in California believe me We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy Light it up for 2pac and
Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!) Ten cuidado con el fuego [Verse 3:] I'll blow yo lights out Them Dade County boys ride chevy's with
'cheerleading goin' on, so DROP THAT SHIT!! [Chorus 2x:] Come and be my private dancer! I got some money if that's the answer![3x] [Verse 1: Brother
no actress Lay on the mattress and let a nigga splak it The bitch is full of DRAMA!! Hoochie hoodrat is a hoe like her momma! [Chorus 2x: Mr. Mixx]
I'd rather die and be deceased World mob figga addicted to these fucking streets [Verse 3: Edi] Now put your muthafucking hands up If you'se a rider (ride
crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin [Verse 3: 2
nine-five, bodies dropping When you hear my pistol select ah dome, Respect that True how's the underground shit, Mr. Bill Collector, Bone [Hook] [Verse 3
: [Hook:] Mo murda mo murda Come come again [Repeat 8x] [Verse 1: Krayzie Bone] Dear Mr.Ouija, Let 'em know who the boss is So nigga you wanna get
in school(okay) Around her we ride 28's, fuck 22's Nigga try to stunt on me, I'm a stunt way harder(hay) Black car spinnin call me, Mr. Tear-The-Mall-
