Lyrics:
personal baby -- fuck you, pay me!
Ain't nuttin but ladies in my dark blue Mercedes
With the Parabas kit, got niggaz mad as shit
No we never sip unless
Hell with this, we takin' over the spot
I don't like to but I will resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it
It's like
right on
Deejayin, Beat Boxin, Street Fashion
Ain't nuttin but love
Hip Hop ya don't stop
Rock right on, rock right on
Street Language, Street Knowledge,
outta here
Peace to my niggaz on the run
And it ain't nuttin' but straight up menaces, damn!
Just like I said before y'all
It ain't nuttin' but
For a disguise, east side niggas is back
Ain't heard your new shit 'cause you niggas is whack
I came to this party all by myself
But I won't leave by
Some man say it's a psycho ting
But them man are fake on a lypo ting
Us man are big dargs, them a Michael 'ting
Roll by on a cycle ting
Man better take
and plus off-beat like caucasians
Me get done? Never son, I hold it down for 7-1-A
Where niggas fuck around and where niggas lay
Ain't nuttin' slim, I got
and still keep from gettin' wet up
You know, it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Said it ain't no hope for
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
trippin', I chose to live the pimp life
Yeah I have menage-a-trois with superstars, one night stands, quickies
Booty calls, it ain't nuttin for her
for a coupe to drive
You ain't gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
It's a damn shame y'all still local
I'm in a million dollar studio layin
for a coupe to drive
You ain't gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
It's a damn shame y'all still local
I'm in a million dollar studio layin
and still keep from gettin' wet up
You know, it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Said it ain't no hope for
layin' down. What went wrong?
Was it me? But I ain't mad at'cha
Cause outta all that shit I got two sista's and a brother
And I learned to harmony
priceless
Real like them Rahway Lifers, nuttin but time on my hands
Observe the black sands in the hourglass, fallin fast
In the savage land haulin ass,
That's what I'm talkin' about
S A S, size ain't shit, never dat
Strong arm steady, Talib Kweli
Niggaz gettin' caught in the trap
For the cash it's
Nigga, duck down, bust first, make 'em feel somethin'
Shouldn't shot your gun if you ain't kill nuttin'
Now you gotta face the devil and got four heavily
Nigga, duck down, bust first, make 'em feel somethin'
Shouldn't shot your gun if you ain't kill nuttin'
Now you gotta face the devil and got four heavily
give you the gift
But use the gift to uplift"
I said, "okay mom"
So I tell you the truth, really
Me nah gon' need nuttin else
But health, wealth,
biz!)
Why don't you just chill bah bah, road hog, kang-ka-dang
[kid capri]
Party time people, ain't nuttin movin but your feet
Gotta get up on out your
Won't survive no more
I turned the channel 'cause niggas
You ain't live no more
I used to follow but now you's
A legend like Sleepy Hollow i shoot to kill
come through
I bet the nigga get the money when it time to sell his shoe
I'm telling you, I ain't puttin' him down
'cause I love him to death but I
With a bow wow whoa, let me go, let me know
Lettin ya know I'm still down
With my homies down below
And ain't nuttin changed
Ain't a damn thing strange
where the party's at
It's uptown in the Boogie Down so don't sleep
On that Non Fiction hit by Black Sheep
Dres --
Be the be -be , L-L-L, L-A-see-K
S-H,
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