up Flaunt your flag, shoot your gats, hit your dank Where I'm from that's how ya grow up Man it's that wicked and 9 millimeter Carrier bein stereo-typed
I be..... ...Flip Mode is the sqiddaud Hah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah {8X} {Verse} Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow eenie....meenie miney mo Throw that type of nigga right out my window Blast
[Verse One: Dray, Skoob] Yo (yo), yo (yo), yo (yo) Piggity-presto, who these cats on your stereo? (Das EFX) My records spin round and round like a merry
flow is non-stop like et cetera et cetera, from beginning to end I begin to blend And you gets no wins even if your stereo is on ten ten Comin directly
Codeine Extra-strength kill the pain quick ??? light it all in a flame Let it burn, let that be a lesson learned, turn Back toward the ghetto, had to blast
sick material, now don't you know my voice is good for fuckin' up your stereo (yeah) now Dre Dog account for cash, whoop that ass, make the blast, (hahahaha
t help With true mentalities, I'm fluent, challenge me I facilitate, rappers are still afraid Hearts palpitate, great, I rate alpha Calculate math to ascertain Various venoms I vent to blast
fuck you thought For murder raps, ghost writers never get caught Can't understand the spell i cast to the mass I make a young nigga blast if i give 'em the task I got master sterea
welding gloves I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds Oh we show groupie love, getting head in the crowds Put it in girls mouth blast off
him half of that He gon give you 50 g's in a plastic sack And i'mma gives you 3500 cash for that Gotta keep your mouth closed or i'mma blast the Mack
wanna go Your hurt pumps faster the stereo, let it go We heads,.. coke dealers, gorillas, Takes drugs, take drugs, three times, blast makers ... killers
know, I forget. Car stereo playing punk rock, and hoping we don't get caught by the cops. Hope the good times last, I'm going nowhere fast. I'm gonna have a blast
Every minute everyday, we're gonna have a blast You are all I need We'll be, dancing underneath the moon, in a foot of snow Blasting rockin' Christmas songs, on the stereo
Ha ha ha Pump it Ha ha ha And pump it (louder) [4x] Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right N*ggas wanna hate on us (who) N*ggas be envious (who)
and Polo Back again What? This is poison so be alert and cautious Those who act courageous you will get nauseous Infected or contaminated Turn on your stereo
breakin in mic stands Villain-his smile stuns ya chick While he puts himself in your shoes Run ya kicks You heard it on the radio-tape it Play it in your stereo
me free Just look inside your speakers And there you'll see me Uh, there I go 2 clicks north of the bronx Whoever thought she would found love in a stereo
L.L. Cool J Servin em well And as you all know.. I AM - HARD - AS HELL Woke up at 9:30 on a Saturday morn' Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo