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that 45 in my lap Nah I don't need no help Ran through 80 pounds by myself You had a silverspoon nigga, I had it hard My whole family on hard That's why
criminal, police should lock me up I feel your heartbeat Every day and every night, every night And your love kills me Kills me like a homicide,
tail There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail All the ends, are justified by the means When Jack's on the scene Track the movement, don't lose it
Damn, another year gone by. Homies still locked up, couple homies resting In peace, you know what I mean? Born and raised through out
I’m a pioneer of hip hoppin, sucka eliminating Dope beat dropping, never hesitating Hands levitating to the mic control By the son of Tomasa, though
freaky it was Everything ya wanted cause I can't be weak yeah, baby, that's it, do the split Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my dj, fresh on wax
spit Make a nigga "G" flick, classic criminal Keep a gat by my genitals, thugs love me So don't get splashed for the minimal We never vest up, be
Alright, alright Nah, nah When I grew up, criminals were my heroes The beanie from New Jersey drive over my earlobes From jump it was always
When you hit the sound you better breakdown Sucka! Call me Skywalker Smooth criminal move like a butter Freestyle no cover Got and tell your mother
you ready" "Hit it Maestro" -- scratched by DJ LTD "Hit it Maestro"
This goes out to everybody in the whole wide world Fresh coast gettin' rowdy We don't represent out west we signifyin' We showin' out And we
stop denying Go talk to Anna Hand, Go start the multiplyin' [Chorus] He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying Go talk to Anna Hand, Go start the multiplyin' [Chorus] He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
stop denying Go talk to Anna Hand, Go start the multiplyin' [Chorus] He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka DJ's they get stopped by
on a four-leaf clover To be the E double E over and over You're intrigued by the way I do my thing (Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing [PMD] I
Written by Tommy Shaw Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw "...everybody plays this one right, everybody gets a fresh, hot latte and a scone..." Oh what
coming on the east right .. by the .. women fresh ... i go the club going ham girl see me vip and disappear from the ... ...more rose i know the .. from
tan mami, she was fresh off the sand dunes Big bottles and models and poom-pooms Surroundin' my table, watchin' me like cable My Dolce hat was low,
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside But you
Yo, crack the Remy Martin For niggas pumpin' weed by the mini-market Bring it when you see me park it I think big like Diddy office I fuck a ho
1-2 1-2 I am the dominating Fresh Kid Ice And I am the Brother Marquis, Marquis your brother And introducing to you on the two turntables:
and sake, huh Criminals pass, who's show improves? We up to date no flakin' no moves The niggas'll lake you in two Pass by the Caesars in Vegas My shooters is
chicks and get some digit's And the DJ's playing them hit's "Oh, this my jam! This my shit! We don't know a word to a verse All we know is the chorus
to... How dope is this shit?... I'm soundin' like Future... Mumble & rap & shout out the producer...>>(DJ STELO!) Heart like medusa... I'm used
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