got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B. All cops are bastards Coppers
We got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B. All cops are bastards
hydro moves confuse ya And pass on a stunner to go wit a fronter If you wanna do the kick it then go wit a punter [Chorus] [Verse - Fabolous] You see
a-be my cee-lo! And when I rest my head it's on a peee-low! B-D-B-D-B-D-B-B-D-B-BO! You see the skills I manifest, is very thorough! And if you don't
Daddy) [Puff] Bad Boy baby [Big] Yeah.. yeah.. Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah.. [Puff] Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 Born Again.. c'mon.. [Chorus: Notorious B
: [Puff] Bad Boy baby [Big] Yeah.. yeah.. Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah.. [Puff] Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 B.I.G. 2000 Born Again.. c'mon.. Chorus: Notorious B
Dana Dane (Nas)] First there was a tree and a MC grew and became (Brooklyn!) Another rapper born in Queens, 9/6 the b-day Moms moved and born {?}, dad
when I bust or I thrust, Mid-Atlantic, they act like a schitzophrenic Sometimes they panic like I'm Diggin on a Planet I don't gotta Beama or a Jetta, ?C
Skin And Tink Dem Out Da Wind Some Bleach Out Dem Skin Until It Get [?] Some Bleach Out Dem Skin C Dat Dem Cant Hail D King From Ya Bleach Out Ya Skin
[Verse 1:] Come on tell me how many licks does it take to get to the center of yo body girl and make scream How many does it take b4 your calling mah
, they deep throat to lay with me I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion
m the man to see Fulfill fantasies, slap the ass cheek Like I did my victims in my last robberies, hell You know the game, the name, 'B-L-A-C-K' Pop the
8 I done let a potent 4, Ima come down sip a deuce, let the 3 wheel Poyo gonna hop juice sittin sideways boys in a daze, on a Sunday nite I might brang
the lips of a stripper, sprayin' that face Layin up in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred
.C.C. 805 it's the ghost stay aint no place that i'd rather be then the B.I.G B.A.D 1 3 C, I got love for the place that raise me even though times get a
