(feat. Jayo Felony, Ras Kass) [Jayo Felony] Get chipped up, fresh out the gate - yea we strive for that Homie wanted it bad enough so he died for that
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(feat. Krumbsnatcha, David Banks) [Evil Dee] Wig, this one's for you kid!! [Baby Paul] Rest in peace to my possum in Marl's Who's names I wear on my
(feat. Lord Tariq, Royce the 5-9) [Woman] Dad-da [Baby] Dad-da da-da [Woman] Ma-ma [Baby] Ma-ma-ma [Woman] Ma-ma [Baby] Ma-ma [Evil Dee] Word up, yaknowhaImsayin
must admit Cuz y'all customers'll never get enough of this And now you can depend on your local suppliers The Last Emp again, down with Da Beatminerz
down, everything will be cool You hear me, mothafucka? [beat changes] [Cappadonna] Yo yo, what up? What up? W.T.C. in the battery, Da Beatminerz Shaolin
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(feat. Freddie Foxxx, Heather B) [F] You got real street niggas that ride on your side They know the code, it's either do it or die [H] I got real street
(feat. Naughty By Nature) [Hook: Both] I got love for my Bloods, got love for my Crips Got love for my thugs, and we don't trip - we get rich Love for
(feat. Flipmode Squad, Vinia Mojica) [Rampage] Mr. Walt, Evil Dee, Universal Flipmode, check it out Ha! [Rampage] My shit is sicker latte Backing out
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all, I must admit 'Cuz y'all customers'll never get enough of this And now you can depend on your local suppliers The Last Emp again, down with Da Beatminerz
You got real street niggas that ride on your side They know the code, it's either do it or die I got real street niggas that ride on my side, what They
Mr. Walt, Evil Dee, Universal Flipmode, check it out Ha My shit is sicker latte Backing out on niggas up at Jimmy's Cafe Puerto Rican mamis lookin' like
