azione con tanto di blasone, questo plotone d'esecuzione armato solo di passione. Qui l'm.c. che ha Rula come partner, Sly, Luchini Lopez a.k.a. Tommy
with each other And if a nigga play with us spin a bin with each other Fuckin right We click tight Nothin come in between Tommy
you earned that space [Chorus] [Beanie Sigel] God damn baby you had me All the twirlies in the caddy used to take it back gladly We was tighter than Tommy
hardcore (hardcore) So dont test me on the m-i-c Coz u kno we gonna do it more Hear that what what what whats that? Thats phat check check check that Tommy
motherfuckers how to shake it down You ready for this one? Check it out [Verse 2] When I spit hot potato, I was peepin Tommy Boy But didn't wanna be
(feat. Pimp C, 2Pac, Trey Songz) [Pimp C] UHH, she got the whole, world, in her jaws when she feel it tighten up, don't stop and don't pause I got the
And she three feet behind me Why my whole life is like the repeat of Gahndi Me and G O D, from C O C, like got dough C O D A S A P, A S A P Play me, you
school, eighteenth at the sports bar Eight 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
than a grand Frontin ass nigga ain't nothin but a fan I know we can make it yes, we can can Greg N.I.C.E game playa get dough and buy land Expand and
(feat. Lil' Keke, Yukmouth) [Verse 1: C-Bo] What? yeah it's war now this is what we call war You either respect us ride wit us slide with us Nigga anything
meal tickets. Surpassin' weak bitches, evadin' snitches, and sayin' bomb. Killafornia style when we ride droppin' bombs. [Verse 5: C-Bo] Palay Palay, Tommy
(feat. Big Skye) [Verse One: C-Bo] I was born in hell without a pistol Now how can I survive with one live without a vest and 4-5? Runnin from the
Yo, yo, yo Chorus: [Diamond D] We love the foundation, time to lock shit Ladies look no more we got this D.I.T.C. spits the hot shit And while you
feeling they boys, giving your boys a rotation, Yea And I also wanna thank all the stores Ma impala stores, retails store all that for holding it down selling the c
? Say what? So you can get that hood fame ain't cha? [Verse 1: Pusha T] Rugers spare I drapes, baking pies, baking cake Hustling them E's and that C'
(feat. Kurupt, Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg) [Nate Dogg/(C-Murder)] Chorus Ghetto, ghetto (Ghetto millionaire) x6 [C-Murder] Whassup ya'll. C-Murder, Bossalinie
i'm da man who touched da man for them forty keys. I'm da man sold em forty went and bought a hundred piece. In da club D4L and Triple C's a hundred deep