clappers Buff they penis soup head still on my red snapper. [Ali] One love to PL-Spin Naw you know, up next Boogee Mann!!! [Boogee Mann] Well Mr. B-double-O
ring on His finger While cops bust glocks and call cars from afar God called the A-M-B-A, double-S, A-D-O-R To grab mics and drop a bomb on ya Well, Selah
you know I like to throw the shades on show the jewelry off So I get the safety of the tooly off Truely yours L-O-S-O- Rockin' with the best so What you
Martinez] Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B. When it drops it's game over, you'll
And one phone call and I'll extinquish, I mean this you seen this Blue steel fo-fo the caliber, Excalibur, Im'a destroy my next challenger B. Rob high
out my holster You sopposed'a, respect a nigga like me I'm gettin' closer and closer to the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance
that Y 17 That Holly Grove in affect, its all good It goes...check it... 'H' is for High Like we always get We gettin blunted, sessed, smokin Bobo Bush Then the 'O
o-treatin' Hell naw My primo told me, "Shut that down" They got a pound of the grape, get off, by the ounce On the G.O., my P.O. is a dickhead twerp Yeah
out here gettin PAID Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS, biddi-by-by Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin PA-AI-ID Push up ya han-ds, if you
Beastie Boys:] Now this is the way we run it down We're gettin you high on the funky sound This is the way we get it on B-Boys in the house 'til the break
WHOA! She's a G.B., so she easy like WHOA! Shit, God bless, for the dough, I pop the pussy Come through in a Volvo like WHOA! ?? roll, hydro, five-oh, high
is O's I ride high performance when it gets like this Electric everything, racing cam and kits I'm livin' on the edge but I'm lovin' the high I'm either
you need to ?nickel? gangsterism I'm fadin' niggas, fadin' their evil back is gettin with 'em, plus I'm Hittin' on a motherfuckin' ?? Until I dizzie bitch I'll be high
is the motherfuckin' A-D double C B-Dog killer Cuz, you should've been a L-O-C [TROLL] Die-'Rus better shake the spot when I'm high Got a 17 shot With
to speak with some more clarity No luck needed, know no charity And I'mma grown man, don't need p-ssy to take care of me B to the O, I said it once befo
in the day-day} B-O-N-E, we got it goin ooooonnnnnn, ooonnn, onn, Booone {Hit 'em with the rhythm like we did it, like back in the day-day} B-O-N-E, we