world? Please leave me now! I?d rather. Don?t check the sun, I?m overrating you. Don?t crash my fun, that?s summer. I don?t want to think about what
? Please leave me now! I?d rather. Don?t check the sun, I?m overrating you. Don?t crash my fun, that?s summer. I don?t want to think about what will
I want you in the back seat wit no sheets [Chorus] Bridge' In the back to the North Side In the back to the East Side in the back to the West Side and I can't
in ya vision, you don't know who ya dissin' I don't learning no lesson I just hold my position I don't go with a pistol they just know I'm official
sun Want some? Come and get it On your marks, get set, blah! That's coming with it They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it It don't stop, still
ma guide him right Dear Lord don't let me die tonite I got words for my comrades, listen and learn Ain't nuttin free, give back what you earn, no doubt
a whole club bouncin when they come to the show. We get buck and crunk and don't fake the funk. I don't pay for pussy, I don't hang with chumps. I got
grandma, the wife or sista You can't resist it, you can't deny it You can't reply, ya can't lie, ya can't get by Ain't shit funny with a blinded eye?
' your nickel PCs; fickle CDs, miserable TV sitcom (typical!) Pathetic. Ritual. Collective slackership Beautiful establishment; you ain't established shit! I consider you foul Prowl back
call, we want to get down We are the four MC's, don't need no help So (check out the way) So (check out the way) So check out the way we introduce ourselves
the shelf I'm lockin your wealth, with the master keys freeze Don't try to breeze, I'ma squeeze and blast the back of your knees Just pass the cheese, please don't
torch to these hoes, make these bitches burn Stern, as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit Spit, and let my fo-fo rip, so bitch don't slip Don't make me put
said i should check these positions out on page 69 she pointed to this one she said looks like a lot of fun and Chorus: we were naked in my bed one
moves But if you trust me, check it out we can't lose 'Cause in a pimp's eye, you see dollar signs Sayin' he's number one with the fresh vines Cadillac
boxes stacked then a warehouse Two pairs, one on ice I won't even wear out Go head and talk greezy and you'll find yourself Aired out I box with the force
pull it out and lay you out on your back your body shaking with your blood on the mat So back,back cause I'm closterphobic cain't nobody hold me down
it out and lay you out on your back your body shaking with your blood on the mat So back,back cause I'm closterphobic cain't nobody hold me down Warefare
