the rilli with my peeps all day 325's roll by with the windows down halfway D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy It's all about the Smalls and my fuckin nigga Biggie
what, what? The rings and things you sing about, bring em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth It's more than I expected, I thought your
the ball park. [MOORE] Where's my prize?... [BYCK] It's the other national anthem, saying, If you want to hear- It says, "Bullshit!"... [CZOLGOSZ] It says, "Never!"- [GUITEAU] It
that is ablaze within my nation is extinguished. For That is the star of my nation, and it will forever shine; It is mine; and solely belongs
'all, we did that We made it through the winter We made it through the fall We made it through the spring time (Tough times and all) It's good to see
street Dope's comin in, it's killin em at random And I'm ashamed of my national anthem My national anthem My national anthem My national anthem
) You know it's [Incomprehensible] day, yeah (Give it everything you got, yo) (Once again it's time, it's time) It's time to ride (It's time to ride,
' do wit it Tech can give it to you but whatcha gon' do? Rev can give it to you but whatcha gon' do wit it I can give it to you, wha wha wha what what
what, what? The rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth It's more than I expected, I thought
the heart I bleed for my Clan, don't let 'em, break us apart Strong as Noah's Ark, in the Biblical age Still, holdin' the Clan, in it's critical stage
nigga's I ain't playin' [Verse 1: The Game] All my Crip nigga's what's up! My Blood nigga's what's up! My Ese's what's up! Show a nigga some love I'
'all pick seeds out y'all weed, I watch cowards bleed Motherfucker please, it's my block with my rocks Fuck the hip-hop, them one-two's and it don't stop
shock yo) (Give it everything you got yo) (Once again it's time, it's time) It's time to ride, ride.... [Verse One: Black Thought] Yo, piss in the staircase, blood
The hot flow's major The show's got flavor You all know the caper God control your paper [Poetic] Severely poor, yes, I was here before, now it's a daily
hard over here, Precise music group, Box Cave, Amen, Digital Product, Ayo this that brand new hustler's anthem for the summer time, It's another DJ Amen exclusive pussy, Amen let's
the six, but it's a BM, and it's Pepsi blue And, I don't know you. But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through Ya'll ain't fuckin
now I said put 'em to bed now! Do it! Yeah, yeah It's goin' down DipSet, bitch Juelz Santana AY [Chorus] Grip to it, kick to it Fuck that, spit to it