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Legion (Deicide) · Mark of the Legion (Deeds of Flesh) · Live at the Legion (Solomon Douglas) · Legion of Boom (The Crystal Method) · Candlelight Legion II (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Legion of Boom [Sony Bonus Track] (The Crystal Method) · Legion (Deicide) · Legion of Mary: Absolute Mary (Jerry Garcia) · A Clockwork Legion (Major Accident) · Rise of the Blood Legion: Greatest Hits, Chapter 1 (In This Moment) – and 90 other albums »


to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P
and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
Yeah, muthafuckas
It's time for the real Legion of Doom
Buddah Man, tell em we ain't havin it

[ Buddah Man ]
Yeah, silly rabbit
Fuck that shit
to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P
to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P
to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P
and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P
Smoke weed with g's
Sell cream to fiends
And roll with beams
Playa haters can't take me, hungry bitches can't break me
God you made me, but ain't no man
you?
M: Yo man, two G’s
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don’t know
M:
I say

Yea! Ha ha
Hollywood Hav nigga, Las Vegas P nigga, hah
Nyce nigga
Ya' niggas know what time it is man.
Real G's over here nigga, hah
and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in
and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in
feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them
and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in
run you?
M: Yo man, two G's
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don't know
M:
don't want know
R.S.V.P! (x2)
(No relation) Get Up, Get Out! (x3)
Are you in or out, or in or out?
Say G, you've been acting like a brother (like
and mommas is hurtin'

Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family tree

Now sent by G O D
tree
Now
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'

[Verse 2]
I was made by
spent it on blunt wraps 

(Banks) 
Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga 
G-Unit nigga 
We about to gorrilla this industry man 
y'all niggas
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
 Bad Boy

D-P-G
D-P-G
Bad Boy
D-P-G
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas
[F]wanted to hold [C]hands with
[F]J.P and [C]Mary-Jo
But I [F]couldn't conjure [C]tears
We're too [Am]good for stupid [G]angels
Mike just [F]held his breath
R.S.V.P! (x2)
(No relation) Get Up, Get Out! (x3)
Are you in or out, or in or out?

Say G, you've been acting like a brother (like a brother)
No way,
to L-I-E-you-T
But if you brush the L-I-E-you-T
The M-P makes you K-P on the Q-T

This is the G. I. Jive
Man alive
They give you a private tank that features
Yo whassup P?

Yo nuttin man just coolin kick back in the studio wit DJ Scratch
And my man Frank B, reminiscin about how we was tryin to shop
Our
and Cali G
Big Ed, see-Murder, and Master P
Gettin' paid in the rap game
Some real players, from the streets man (From the streets man)
Just a player