rock ya. Handcuff a busta dont trust a Round these hustlers homie dont be a sucker. When your lover say tecca Nina's a brother, she's trying to say that
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some niggas in a mob and a nigga claimin OG, Pap! hit him in that dome and it was that nigga's worst Put him on the ground wit a brain, full o' dem
trigga never had a pops, a nigga learned to slang cream should have been a chemist, the way i work a triple beam life, is like a page, I wanta turn I wanta make a
E-mails I'd rather get my shit wide nigga E-mail Fuck a sex slavior make what I just made That bitch had to sell her pussy for a decade And that's too
why But I needs it all and not just a piece o' the pie I used to hope and wish for everything I couldn't buy I was a young ghetto-boy that grew up in
them who they 'posed to be Hang them up like a poster be, play them like Monopoly Till the end of my time I be G-U-T-T-A, Mister H-Double-O-D the prodigy
or nine on the (Boy) holla at your boy Killa...holla....listen, it's the D-I-P (Boy) Plus the R-O-C (Boy) you'll be D-O-A (Boy) Your moms will say (Oh
Before I drop a bomb down Make ya whole staff calm down Nevamind wit dat cat talkin' Im off to rap Fisio blow em' off the track If it's a melody Uhhh
the flames, nigga You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's your man B.D. From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. M.O.P., and X to the Z Is a friend of our family
the Mobs in the house [Yeah, herd 'em up] I wanna say what's happening to my man, Afrika Bambaataa And the mighty Zulu Nation I gotta give a shout out to the Public Enemy
to the morgue A point scored- they could give a fuck about us They rather catch us with guns and white powder If I was old, they'd probably be a friend
What 'll it be to they lost my loot So 5-o wants all a blue khaki suit Shoot if y'all come down the block, static Dash like a rabbit barely escapin the
turf Aanna put my ass up in the dirt 'Cause I skirt a Lex-o and slurp a genie bottle full of X-O Or maybe 'cause I'm with 40-Water and a jug of ethel
evidence And never catch me hesitant in the process of presidents I'm a tnt and m-o-b Mr. f-i-e-n to the d B-a double d-s to the t ? ? ? the barrel is
'd kill for me You know I'd die for you, I'd cry for you, I'd lie for you And at the trial took 25 for you, A sacrfice for you And I'll I really wanted
then offered a holiday toast And Snoopy, our hero, saluted his host And then with a roar they were both on their way Each knowing they'd meet on some