they had [incomprehensible] by the pounds Pounds, cold clockin pounds? Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All, all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's
learn that they had ? by the pounds Pounds - cold clockin pounds Sucker D.J.'s bite our lines up all damn day All - all damn day Sucker D.J.'s that's
I knew it, suckin' it Ended up fuckin' it I guess I'm a weak man It's hard to understand my homeboy's girlfriend [Chorus] Me and C jumped in the Benz
: [Lil' Bow Wow+(J.D.)] (Let's go) Uh huh, uh yeah (uh) Uh huh uh (turn it up) yeah Uh huh, hey J man? (yeah) This one of J.D.'s So So Def hits right
if I'm movin I be hurtin ya I'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never after These punk ass
it's weed Skunk with no seeds! - A sip of Hennessy. Pass to D! - Or maybe movin' solo! Never with a skeezer by my side, that's a no-no. Tell me I ain'
laugh at us The reason why D.J.?s didn?t have a clue I was fabulous Now a days, not playin my records well, hell it?s hazardous All this cussin, fussin
uestion] It's me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow To bust a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen' I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic chocolate
J?me debrouille, j?me debrouille, debrou-, J?me debrouille, j?me debrouille, debrou-, J?me debrouille, j?me debrouille, debrou-, J?me debrouille, j?me
rip All you chump MC's who sell out quick When P.E. was on the top, you rode the tip But now they got problems and you suckers run Who's Chuck's real
C] Yeah Willis [I] Willis ain't talkin about nuthin! [C] It's Different Strokes [I] Let's get back to umm, breakfast foods [I] because it's, early
BROther ?uestion] It's me the BROther ?uestion on the M-I-C to flow To bust a fat rat-a-tat rhyme one mo' gen' I'm flexin with my mental verbalistic chocolate
but only if it's weeds Skunk with no seeds, a sip of Hennessy Pass to D or maybe movin' solo Never with a skeezer by my side, that's a no, no Tell me
stop And to my people out west, you don't stop A Run-DMC, gettin' mad props Check it on out, thanks to run And thanks to D and J.M.J. We on the way,
one, one, huh-hah!") Here we go (7X) [Run] Begin it, bust it DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n JM, J'n how ya livin in ninety-three cause we be three little indians
Run-D.M.C.'s award nominee The K I N G's of all M i c's Like Hercules, with rhymes like these Never crackin not lackin and I still pull G's Well I
? I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker
, I think I'd die We like Thelma and JJ, Brandy and Ray J Anyone against C and C, pulled a AK Thinkin' 'bout sucking your dick, had me sick But if I lost my mind, you'd
