forever, to more terror forever Yeah, streets is ours, come on, now I mean It ain't never gonna stop, search, Raul, J.P. fa' ev'r come on
that you'll be goin' back on the road again Tears in my eyes tell me that you're the man someday I'll be marryin' "J-I-M-B-R-O-W-S-K-I" "Got hot when
want you Come by the bar Lets hit this liqour Get what you want You know you wanna Get up on the floor The dj threwin on that t-k(?) She start dancing Pullin on my b
throw it out if I don't see that it's green and sticky No stress, no bush, I'm pushing the KUSH When I harvest put a K on the bag like the Nike Swoosh
) [Verse 1 - B.o.B] Let's pretend like its '98, like I'm eating lunch off of Styrofoam trays Trying to be the next rapper coming out the A Hoping for
York The Y-2-K celebration wasn't big in New York Babylon live in New York, should I keep a crib in New York Or just V.I., to handle my B.I When with
[Talib Kweli] Yo Dee (What?) Come on (Yeah..) What? What? Come on (Yeah) "Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis I agreed, know what
closer and closer, then Sounding like a plane on the landing strip Wheels looking like fans on a whip Backseat of my Benz lets swing an episode Come on, cheat on
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK You speak you late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards and get yo' ass whooped by B2K I just wish Eminem
the world. [Chorus - Royce] B3 go "Hard hard hard" Nickel Nine go "Hard hard hard" Kid Vishis go "Hard hard hard" Nigga we so "Hard hard hard" [Verse 2
sure my niggas ride for me Or pulling up on the side of me, side of me [Verse 1 - Bun B] Man I'm a real trill nigga, I been out on them blocks With
apa, it might be brandy, nine coats of clear, i got that wet ass candy. Comin out the salt, since '93. D-O-N the K-E-K-E. Niggas know one thing i bring
And Bangin' never changing but rearranging Throwing our shit like Troy Aikman, then back to the West like Gary Payton For the 2K3 they can't see me, we A.B
strapped with my thumb cocked Only gon' take one shot, leave you stretched out on the block [Z-Ro] I'm a motherfuckin asshole, every day all day E.B.K
x2] Pirate skulls and bones, Sticks and stones and weed and bombs, Running when we hit 'em, Lethal poison through their system, No one on the corner has swagger like us, Hit me on
game cause I love the rush, Love to bust This fans money never enough nigga [Chorus 2x] [Mddl Fngz] 45 in the rova, the k is on my shoulder Pop
[Intro - Bun B - talking] Say mayne, I had this pussy ass nigga come up to me the other day You know what I'm sayin? Talkin 'bout "say Bun B Bun B you
Or Betta I Swang On Em Swang On Em [x2] Now If I Catch You At The Light (I Swang On Em Swang On Em) Dat Candy Paint Ain't Lookin Bright (I Swang On Em Swang On