Y, you can't live Got your quiet niggaz, that relocated down South comin back to floss, then you got the jealous loudmouths All of a sudden we got Crips and Bloods, D
: No ceilings... O o ok, I got this chrome on this bugatti I'm strong in this bugatti 2 v8s ain't no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch
famous everybody know my flow is chainless and that's how i remain is T-I-P, K-I-N-G, O-F-D-A-S-O, a U-T-H labeled as one of the greatest when it comes
The abstracts, right and exact, knapsack's on the back Rip poetical flows upon the track My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it back and listen
fuck do u think this is? I'll kick your ass... twice Bob, if u're out there Let me see u dance U said u were funky, c'mon B-O-B, spell the shit backwards
somethin to beat the block with, meet the cops with My stamina's incredible so sucka don't try to stop this The D-U-N-G-E-O-N Family, merrily Life is
: [INS] Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to welcome to you All the way from the slums of Shaolin Special uninvited guests Came in through the back door
dice than casinos Back when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I. MC's All and together now crew B.C.C. REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D. Ol Dirty stalked East New York
shit in the middle of the floor Prison ain?t a place that we need to go So till? they free Pimp C I?ma leave up to U G O K K K To keep it street This
No ceilings.. o o ok, i got this chrome on this bugatti Im strong in this bugatti 2 v8?s aint no such thing as driving calm in this bugatti Bitch I?m
song, see you at the crossroad But the man know, Eazy runnin' with the lost souls, rest in peace That was 1996, we back in the mix I guess they thought that we'd
the corner with the, F O R T S C V and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B O N E T H U G, spell it motherfucker Money, money, the mighty
Low Folk. S.O.D Till Da Day I Go, Reppin, 6-6-Duece-G-D-74. And U Already Know Ima Boss Fa Da Show. I Was Born, Back In 19-Nine Oh. 24/7 It's Ya Boy
catch you by the bathroom You gone get snuck, I rock that E A S E C G I'm Hurricane and I'm S O U T H S I D E, it's what I claim And let me see you
booty go(clap) take that and rewind it back, Usher got the voice to make your booty go(clap) take that and rewind it back, Ludacris got the flow to make
back bitch Tappin' that ass like Gregory Hines You can have this dick but them legs is mine Bitch, the pimp game is the motto I'll put you in the back
s so freaky she'll juice you up All the home boys just can't get enough She's a Ph.D., don't even stop In the back like that goin', top, top, top I won
