real my nigga F**k these hoe ass niggas (Chorus - 2x) You bring your boys, I'll bring my boys You get your guns, I'll get my guns [South Park Mexican
's real my nigga Fuck these hoe ass niggas [Chorus x2] You bring your boys, I'll bring my boys You get your guns, I'll get my guns [South Park Mexican
: Aight y'all, here ya go. [Intro:] YEUH! Homebwoi! Kadalack Boyz, Colli Park! East Side West Side South Side On the streets i'm a legend (legend) in
and get the fuck outta dodge And leave your body corpse parked at the travellodge You can't reason with a fool with guns and no brains Thrown off your balcony get
[Redman] Yo yo yo yo We "Push Weight" with Ice Cube's in a cup (AmeriKKKa's) Most Wanted Police pin it up (Alaza an a) Thug passion brotha what Bloatin
Yo yo yo yo, we, Push Weight with Ice Cube's in a cup Amerikkka's Most Wanted, police pin it up, [Incomprehensible] Thug passion brotha what, bloatin'
Gotham, who gone stop em'? The body mask wore '85, all solid It's all roll-ed, let's get this green like it's call-ed I floss a lot black and get to
stop em'? The body mask wore eighty-fives, all solid It's all roll-ed, let's get this green like its call-ed I floss a lot black and get to Boston I'm
in the park Hip hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park We used to do it out in the dark Yo, it all started at the 'After Midnight
out I told you I'm a menace y'all I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall In the front parking lot, coke still movin' good Guns still sparke a lot
get ya in my world baby? Can ya grease my Jeri curl baby? Did you flip yo' wig To let Michael Jackson baby sit yo' kids? That nigga old as hell They
[Benzino] Benzino, unhh! Throw 'em up Up here in the 6-1-7 Ray Benzino Yo, killa tactics [K.T.] Yo, why y'all niggaz wanna test me, I'm out
Get that nappy up Yo get that nappy up Son get that nappy up Queens get that nappy up Yo get that nappy up Yo motherfucker party's over Yo motherfucker party's over Yo
that, shit back, didn't wanna hear that, clik-clak Tons of fun with guns, fuck all the lil' chit-chat get back get that, get that Who knows, who goes
in public parks A lot of the voters and promoters are scared of rap But we can all come together clever and say bull crap Gotta get up, get up, gotta
baby mom I got's to go I walked out the do' then grabbed the two nines out the flo' Driving through South, yo, we takin' niggas war Still
shit No mercy for the weak bitch so save yo' speech bitch You can't reach I'm too deep in these streets bitch Don't piss me off I'll put this gat to yo
4 You - Lil' Kim Yeah 1 - How many niggas that'll die for you How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high
