For the past decade and the last ten years Many reps were made, many debts were paid Some crews paid dues, others refused to lose And that's all the news
[D.M.C.] For the past, decade.. and the last, ten years.. many reps were made.. many debts were paid! Some CREWS, paid DUES.. others REFUSED, to LOSE
me for the next 7 months, if I laid low Then I'd be egible for a furlough [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: W.C. ] Finally I'm out on a furlough Back on the streets
a six year run, havin' a hell of a time 'Cause I'm always lookin' for some girls gone wild I'm just tryin' to make these girls all smile And I'm gonna
'm gone have to split it, My name ring a bell, 'cause I'm as real as they come, I'm young and I act a donkey, uptown is where I'm from, I'm full of that
I'm the one that flown Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go With the L E N C H M O B, and ya'll disgrace the C P T 'Cuz you're gettin'
good, doin dirt, puttin' in work I got love for the hood, come on Geah (hey) Who got love for their hood? You got love for your love? Cause we got love for
whores on the dick This ones for [distorted] and my Riker's Island niggas That remember when I came through The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74 Little Nasi
people inside, ya hood on strike I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm searchin' 11 deep in the new Ford Excursion Me and my nigga P. - brother D
[Pimp C Intro:] Subliminal! Naw'm talkin' bout It's going down! Sweet Jones (Sweet Jones) Brooke Valentine (Brooke Valentine) Naw'm talkin' bout
people In the hood, I'm known for peelin caps, so I'm a cap peela The police know me for sellin drugs, so I'm a drug deala I reverse the game cause ain
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cold I been slangin', since I was 10 years old A lil' skinny muthafucka packin guns fuck a toy Nigga, I'm just a lil' ghetto boy Chorus x4 [Mac] I'm
Shake hands Knock you ass out in 10 seconds Bizarre needs a concellor I have shitted on so many M.C's _should be my sponser Have _ rob ya for your
up your tech I'll beat you across your chest [kuniva:] Yo it's only right I jack the car keys and run Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns For fun when I'm drunk I run
proceed to clapping And you gon' see the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm
to clapping And you gon' see the captain with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm
got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-unit, motherfucker its a rap Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for that
