lean way back inna yuh car when yuh a pass Yuh ac 'neven a work and yuh still roll up yuh glass Yuh treat di yute dem shabby, a play like yuh a boss But
's I Think About Pussy But Then I Forget About Pussy I Keep On Hustlin' Cause I Dont Wanna Be No Pussy So Then I Think About Ballin' Been A Boss Since
this belief she look at me and turn pale white More than life than change for ice, dolla bills, 28's Took a loss but I'm a boss I got the couch to make
I got 600 mo' mo Brothas that run with 4-4 Pullin a nigga over like he loco Maybe it's just my time god Or is it I'm the crime boss Or I'm just mad that
eat good old school chevy to a Cadillac fleetwood got the inside (black) and the outside (black) thinking bout a maserati but I'd rather ride lac AC blow
Let me tell ya boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Fam-Lay!) I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Norfolk!) I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Huntersville!) I'
m a take it back to the early 80's Where my couzin Stacey had the pearl Mecerdes My aunt-couzin Wamp had the black on black Ac' Coupe Legend wit the gold
take it back to the early 80's Where my couzin Stacey had the pearl Mecerdes My aunt-couzin Wamp had the black on black Ac' Coupe Legend wit the gold
ya luv ya luv ya long time Oooh Big 4-4, no safety You'll collapse like JoJo, K-Ci And my ice like lights from AC Homie I'm hot like a drop, no AC They
how much these jewels is worth? I'm playin' hardball, you usin' a nerf haul the Porsche to the Golf course my Daddy's a mob boss my Daddy fell off course
Little Rock on the motherfuckin scene get to walkin Guns is steady barkin, at them cats who lack Actin like my mac won't spit holes through your Ac' or
e Diddy, sono l'NYPD, io sono il DDT e voi mc vi siete estinti. Ill click, Nick Teq: King Kong del rap eh si mc, se fosse rock, io nel rap: gli AC/DC
, stack crack, bricks and flip You bust yo' cap but yo' aim ain't accurate You'll clap a bitch but won't clap a click Nigga my mack'll spit and hit that ac
bail Who gone prevail when I exhale on you small scale Lyrical laggers, wanna be chrome packers Spit the facts I'm bout the Lex and the Ac My verbal combat
It's an offence To any human dance When the music stop She kept on doin the Rock Boss said: "It's time to go" She started dancin' like AC She was crawlin
fly away [Mos Def] Yo puttin' a maximum effort towards minimum wage It bring the stillest waters up ? And I don't feel bad about it My boss slippin
've been coolin' niggas off like the AC, one minute your hot The next minute your not Drop the album, nobody copped it, nobody believed in the game Without the boss
I don't need no help I can run it on my own all by myself [Lil Wayne:] The young vel-v the cheesy weezy On the pill I rock and roll lik ac/dc Ha, you
