beatin like band wood, That black flag swag is part of my man hood, That pistol on that seat it's just keepin ya man good, I'll pop his top like drops
us Daz Dillinger, he drink wit us [Liks] WE'RE NOT DONE! [echoes] [Tash] Uhh, I like it like this If you over 21 show me that band on yo' wrist Cause that band
Everybody, scream Hands up in the air two times, here we go You gotta punch it three times, on the beat Whoo Four times in the air, both hands Whooooo Pop your head, pop
even fifty cent We don't trick one dime in the city pimp West Coast, the blade or the esco And a leaguer automatic at my next show [Andre Nickatina]
for you to wiggle your butt Put the CD on repeat and rock on No matter if you're anorexic or you've got a gut Put on a show for me, (effort? The pop core
it won't stop So let the bid he's hot, and try to ditch the cops We don't need another 50 or another Iggy Pop Just raise the roof now, show me what your
put on a show, she do what I like Excuse me miss, what's your name I don't wanna tell you the same ol' thing Drop, drop it low, make, make it pop, I
on a show, she do what I like Excuse me miss, what's your name I don't wanna tell you the same ol' thing Drop, drop it low, make, make it pop,
listener of 'Pop Go the Beatles,'" good lad, "and, please, tell the boys that all the girls in our office think it is a fab show. Thank you." Brian: All
enough, time to get that off my bladder And dig deep into the subject matter You know what? You know what? I'm sick and tired of rappers not real And suckers makin' it with a pop
this I just bought a dome, sell me two capris The blue suede interior, the matching baby seats Pop my hood on these bitches, let me show em what my money
actin And it's a fact that when you see us in person Think we gon flex, or show you no action Down for mine, got to show a nigga time to time So I figure
In 1998, I couldn't wait, to get all my niggaz And do shows, from state to state Even in 2000, two triple oh I used to be the man, until my band got
), naw-naw I'ma need two So I can show these bitch niggaz, what a gangsta can do (All I need is two mics), naw-naw I'ma need three So I can show these
sleep until the sun comes up Did you hear those first two songs, they were fucking tough And the band is not going to stop until the cops show up So
(feat. Yo Gotti, Gucci Mane) [Intro] Fuck a rubber band a nigga need a buncha birds [X4] [Over intro - Gucci Mane (Yo Gotti)] Yo, it's Gucci, brrrr,
price So I suggest you show respect if you like life Cause the white is how I made loochie Them big rocks got em like Chris Rock when he played Pookie The strip pop
