Lyrics:
could have
She just sexy by design ahhn ahnn ahhn ahnn ahhm ahnn
She sexy by design ahnn ahnnn ahnn ahnnn
Shorty so perfect all the time
She sexy by
m-O-B-B-D-E-E-P - Man
We got guns that could take your head
Pa-Pa-Pa-Pop-Pop
Shit is serious thun, you niggas frontin
Don't make me have to body some
(thing, hayou
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
what I think son?
I think you need a good lawyer
Let me tell you officer, I have a lawyer
My lawyer is so good, so so good
And by the time he's
We still soakin' it all in ourselves
Hollywood Hav', yeah nigga, V.I.P., yeah
It's our means, Curtis, 'Billion Dollar Budget? Jackson
Go 'head be mad
with extensions
Boy don't play cause this shit can get wicked
All my rounds they ready to risk it
I done mastered this P to no limit
Ain no limit
It's
to the E. Bola
Manifest brain tumors through the phone as you roam in your Motorolas
[J-Treds]
All hail, J and El the fan drives, we got
Sweet, from off the street
My thang like a O' of indo, from Sacramento
Lately y'all been monkeyin', he, call you a bitch
Keep me all up in yo' shit,
Just abide by, what your ride by
Cause we abide by what we ride by, HA!
[All]
Wavin the four-four! All you heard was "Priest, don't hit me no more"
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
for Ray
And your love for Ye then we used to debate
'Bout how your partners in the industry thought I still sold yay
We were both geeked up by doin'
we have the man D-Square
Come up in the dance, and him must comb him hair-ah
Come up in the dance, and me let off a clip-ah
at George Bush, cause
we abide, by what we ride by
What the fuck y'all done started four apocalyptic prophets
Appearin' outta floatin' objects, wearin' Middle Western
Street to y'all street
If ya missed it, I stay consistant, we got heat
C-P-T style, O-G me style
The D-J, Q-U-I-K with no C style
In yo' town, don't
we put 'em in they place
Yeah, I know you can't believe it
We still soakin' it all in ourselves
Hollywood Hav' (yeah nigga), V.I.P. (yeah)
Sha
my rep
Prepared to come off, in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing, 'cause we can do this
I can turn the party out just by standing still
my rep
Prepared to come off, in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing, 'cause we can do this
I can turn the party out just by standing still
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
BALLLLLIN'
Peace blood, peace almighty (peace blood)
We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide)
And get my lawyer, why
Prodigy: First of all, we the one and only Infamous
Havoc: Everybody wanna use the name
Soundin' all lame
Prodigy: We come up in the party
«Ok so, why don’t we start by hitting the dance floor?
Yeah, let’s dance…get loose a little.
All right babe, this is how you do it, yeah…» (spoken)
By
the Westside Connection
My nigga Deadly Threat from the L.A. Zoo
L-B-C Crew, D.P.G, West Coast finest
Here's a toast to the coast!
What have we? - a house
straw
Tomorrow I make my way alone
All my ambitions have made this pair
J'me left'm overwhelmed by nettles
By the brambles of this bitch of living
My
have to read about it
Slab of stone over my grave with R.I.P. around it
Don't know what I would be without it
But this music in my bones 'til the day I'm
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line.
The weather's cool. The folks are fine.
I'm in bed each night at nine.
P.S. I love you.
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