got the blues I got'em bad Yes this awful feeling When you don't have what you thought you had Oh yesterday, yesterday I sang love songs But today I got'em bad
Translation: B.B. King. Got`em Bad.
They call me King Hov, capisce? They call me King Hov, capisce? They call me King Hov, capisce? They call me King Hov, capisce? I'm like ooh Kimosabe
Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King Tee missed the party, man Yo Randy Mac, you got
say 50 sang too much And Em got soft And they say Dre just fell the fuck off Well fuck the fuck offs All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta
Go get'em Tiger Get 'em Tiger (That's me) Go get'em Go get'em Go get'em Tiger (That's me) Get'em Tiger Get'em Tiger Go get'em Go get'em Go get'em Tiger
it Still on that front street Fuckin? with them young G's Cicero, Martin Luther King Bankhead boys all down with me Harris home still my home County boys got
on my back [Chorus 1] [Hurricane Chris:] Well its the H to tha U double R I C-A-N to tha E Get em up, Get em up, Get em up like A bay bay thats what
; hollywood boulevard you can go there if you ever need the D.I double D.Y, B.A.D B.O.Y good in any hood, no vest, no 45 got my man lookin down on me
Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Big bank roll, do it like Tony F-ck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad b-tches
They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? They call me King Hov, copy? Yeah, man I'm like woh Kimosabe Your
) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'm all about
too much and Em got soft and they say Dre just fell the f-ck off well f-ck the f-ck offs all y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault,
a spiritual blend And everybody who forgot then baby tell em again It's just me and Tariq, with Ahmir on the beat The Roots crew baby yo we got to make it unique We got
niggas starin at me They got some big ass chains on with big ass rocks A couple niggas standin behind em throwin up blocks They claimin they whip pots, got
