Lyrics:
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
see L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we first
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
See L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we
the blues
Can't be no baller if your a hoe tryin to slang yah-yo
Smart tymer thought I'm the one tryin to see their neck broke
Flip by Calliope
Fo-fo's
Hurrah
tho' yo' ceo talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
[Master P]
Whassup
tho' yo' ceo talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
[Master P]
Whassup
albums is mid
Made the fifth album, Snoopy WRLD Diss
Good concept, but you still missed
Old songs, you like to reminisce
Claim they bad, but you suck since
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
a check P.L.A.Y.A. PRESIDENT
I ain't talking bout a verified blue check either
P.L.A.Y.A. President
Yea
I'm running for P.L.A.Y.A. President
P.L
when I stashed the loot from Woopty Woop
And the same exact place Biggie Smalls got popped at
Unsolved by the boys in blue
Hundred niggas outside
started
Creeping by the window crying (huh?)
Bens truck, hop out with a stick I'll be fess up (what?)
Tesla, rock out in white coat, professor
Man I'm
tryna stay at a palace, while my pals practice front smiths
I'll make it all better for you
We got the 404, show em what it do
Aye, it’s P-Tree dot mp3
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
bustin' slugs
We sure to stay in touch and clean your mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my n*gga westside
[Verse 3: Nas]
Game got at me about
C'est fort (ouh-ouh, Blue Magic)
J'prépare un album de bâtard, j'veux bien faire écouter (okay)
Mais j'ai plus d'batterie donc j'allume le FeFe
Hip Hop Hooray
by Naughty By Nature
Album : 19 Naughty III
Give it up for Naughty By Nature
Hip Hop Hooray, ho-hey-ho-hey-ho-hey-ho
You drew
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
and lip syncin'
Styles P tried to fuck up Cam'ron drip
Cam kicked him aggressively in the chest a li'l bit (that was funny)
Can't describe the energy
try to shine I make your heart work proper
And that's comin from the drifter and if ya
Are-you-IN YA L-I-P, you will B-E-G-O-N-E
So let the guests
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
killers gon' shoot like they up in a spree and I'm here with the team and we post by The Green
Big L.I.P YettiSide what you mean?
And big B.H.B when I'm
Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance
Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since
Get bored quickly
He stay grown
So the p-a-tron had to get poured
catch him in his zone
'96 Hova, 3rd person
You think he'd talk all of this shit if he weren't working
Is he still rapping on that Blue microphone in
are the L E the K I D
we are the palest pop band in history
We are the L E the K I D
One girl had to leave so now they're only three
There's only room
alright.
Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.
When I was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp
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