Lyrics:
your mind a curve
While I'll be blowin' up the scene
Like my nigga Mr. Herb
Take a toke as your heart goes full arrest
I got the bomb, so nigga, fuck
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
and stuck by your side
When he call me he know I'm gone slide
You got my heart til I die
He suck on the clit and then tell me he love me
Roll a wood when we
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by
Hennessy and some Alizé)
You can run the streets with your thugs (we finna eat that food, smoke a lil' blunt)
I'll be waitin' for you (lay up in the bed)
here through thick and thin. On my thugs I can
depend.
Lil Mo Heart:
Been down from the getty go, since any a you, can you feel me though?
Mo
you
Fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm
In the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
Nigga already know just how we gone come
You pay
Fuck it i lied, i cheated
I broke yo heart in even
2 lil pieces can't believe it
One for you and me to keep it
That ain't joke
What you think you found
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
bone thugs
Bone thug, bone, bone thug
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
I told em imma get up, get out and get something,
But I was a little bitty nothin, in
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
Tupac and Lil' Mo, hmm, how gangsta is that?
Hehe, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
One two.. to a nigga nature, haha,
No need to cry now, go wipe your
Invite your men, I strike your chin while you rappin '
If you're on some thug shit, fill my clip and start clappin'
Make your heart flatten, stop actin
bust on Bad Boys, brothers touch for life
Plus Puffy trying to see me
Weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior MAFIA
Some mark-ass tricks
We keep
every day
I was taught every dog got his day
When them bullets go to spark
And the dog gotta lay
Better hope to God he don't jump with the K
Mr deLeon by
at your table (Thugs)
Incapable of governing, you divide (Thugs)
Incapable of uniting, you stigmatize (Thugs)
Blinded by power your hearts are veiled
Much
It To Me Rough
Mr please, Drop Me At My Job
Mr please, I Need A Hundred Dollars To Borrow
Mr please, Can I Use Your Car
If any man can do all this
He
Wamp-wamp, oh, I'ma get you wet-wet
(Jeffery)
Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet
(Jeffery, ohh)
Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet
(Jeffery)
Wamp-wamp, lil
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