i wanna rock with you dance with you do everything with you run around in the rain with you everyday now only you -rock with you dance with you do everything with
Straight rep BB It's the 2008, come following, it's with u YB: With U, with u, with u, yea You know I'm gonna be with u Ayyy, oh no With u
bang with us Clips & spit 10 nigga aim & bust Cant discuss, the facts just clutch your mac Hope your mans got enough heart to bust back Cant touch you with
, Screwed Up Click mayn With a sick spit game, cause a nigga spit caine mayn I spit flames, like a human with a dragon head S.U.C. taking over, on a mash
though Cause y'all motherfuckers is pigs, and real niggaz close In H-Town we do it big, see a nigga froze Tipping on 84's, gripping on a calicoe With
a house wife baby And there u go....... [Chorus] There u there u go, acting like a hoe There u there u go, acting like a hoe! there u there u go
not by any means And by any means necessary be supreme I am the poet to flow with and get lyrical I write songs like Smokey and the Miracles I'm from L.A., city of the Big Bang
go with extra strength like Tylenol Once connected with Afu, and you know we attack Come together like Kobe and Shaq [Chorus] [Afu-Ra] A to the F to the U
the way we slid in to Colorado where my bravado, had em screamin cause I'm that macho That top honcho, bangin bodies like I'm Camacho Hittin notes like Pavarotti, cause this hottie, bang
VERSE II] Never exercising their rights- freedom of speech atrophy Fear of conflict with bully big brother watching breeds apathy Torture loyal citizens of this wicked system/ leavin' 'em with
't count money no mo We weight that shit [Adlibs: Rick Ross] Let's get it... [Verse: Ace Hood] Ay knock knock, bang bang Where the cash at If u ain'
don't count money no mo We weight that shit [Adlibs: Rick Ross] Let's get it... [Verse: Ace Hood] Eh knock knock, bang bang Where the cash at If u
through a pen and my strongest strength My pen is like a weapon when I hold it at arms length With Kedar's consent I represent over tracks with Clark Kent With
em hang, I represent bangity-bang I gettin' off into shit you can not handle I'm settin' it off in this bitch, thinkin' of scandals 'Bout my paper, 5 figures and up with
people will carry ya, niggas'll bury ya Bitch, I thought you knew? You can't fuck with me The B.G., you want me find me In the U.P.T., with the 2-2-
Other crews recognize Ya?ll can't fad us When Platinum Status droppin heat Man you already know B2K and Chris Stokes always equal big doe We in a 4.6 With
a Cadillac raw hand Makin'an assault with detail program Aggravated the party a little Leave the whole place full of riddle, Hardcore to the middle Big
