been isolated, the root of the problem has been isolated come on motherfucker come on motherfucker come on motherfucker lets roll now come on motherfucker come on motherfucker come on motherfucker
of me And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us,
knowledge on you suckers (say what?) I'll sick rottweiler's on you fuckers (yeah), cops followin to cuff us Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros When it comes
our CDs on Canal before we make'em Then we will have no alternative but to serve you on a platter like Steak'Em We're gonna rock this motherfucker
come on, come on Yeah, yeah, come on, come on, come on Check it out, check it out Yo, yo, yo Who the fuck is that nigga rhymin' on the mic? WHO IS THIS
em all around, bust a front With a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the homeland I'ma tack 'em in the sound little punks when the rap bump Springin on
come? Drive me to borders Kamikazes wit' they hommies..body your daughter Turn your whole crew into +Dodgers+ like +Tommy Lasorda+ [Verse 4: Jimmy Jones] Yeah, come on
up, dope fiends buy it up Now it's a clutch of sluggin' G's in this motherfucker Now fuck what's up, let's move kis in this motherfucker So any nigga with some cash on
your motherfuckin guns up (Throw them guns up) Fuck that (And my motherfuckin two) This is hows it going down this is how it's goin motherfuckin big We
Verse One: Coolio When I was a kid I rode crates on a skate And I ate everything momma put on my plate Niggaz walked around packin B-B guns Knock on
Shooting off at the mouth without chap or blistics I got hairs on my funk and I didn't flunk diaper rash I'm hooked on phonics packing a vicious vocabulary
out every C, 187 at the end Best to tell your friends Dock B and Green Eyes on the ride again [GREEN EYES:] I'm back up on that ass, on the streets after
suite Yep, oh, come on out your threads And get wet, the shower got about fifty heads Oh, yep, blow a sack with me And head come on outside to the balcony
"Funk soul, on deck Prince of the ghetto Omega supreme Danger Mouse We do it like this" [Chorus] "Sometimes I get the feeling I got to put it on ya
past The new MB with the spaceship dash I come through in a two-thousand-fo' Chicks holla out, "UH-OH!" like I'm Nelly Yo, I come with the real front
(feat. The Outlawz) [Intro:] [Gonzoe] Yeah, Ritzy, world Sing with me Bounce with me Rock with me Come on (Come on) Come on (Come on) One time, Uh
