Lyrics:
when them black boys moved in
I couldn’t argue with you
Or keep it confidential
Cause you dark skin
So the chances are
the odds going against you
Lil boy
Hush up don’t run ya mouth lil boy
You got too close in my space lil boy
Gotta smart ass mouth ease your pace lil boy
I’m why you here lil
with myself, I think it's all in my head
I get no head before we fuck, you must get outta my bed
I got three brothers that I love, I'd die for them all
Child/Britney Spears:
(First Chorus)
Oh what's going on
What's going on
Yeah what's going on
Ahh what's going on
Ja Rule:
What's going on in a world filled with
It's ya boy name JC
Yea the flow so hot need AC
I be chillin for a little minute in EB
But now I'm chillin in the clouds when you see me B
Okay I-
on the politics
When all of my peers I was in the mix with
Threw up duces and split to go do it big
While I’m stuck out here
Truthfully I was too focused
a filthy room
She kills the pain with a flick and a spoon
And in the streets the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
You know the roaches so big
a filthy room
She kills the pain with a flick and a spoon
And in the streets the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
You know the roaches so big
on the benches at all of his games
Bitch with a bowl cut, I ain't gotta say much
He flames himself, all the girl in disgust
I stay with big bucks, giving no fucks
Tell me my demeanor keep em pissed off
Big talk
You ain't bout that action
Boy you big soft
Big dog
All I really fuck with is big dogs
Hit dog
Hands
avoid the hickeys of the bucktoothed bitties.
Fake Timberlake just to be by Britney.
Smoke that pipe with Whitney.
Shoot that blow with Iggy.
LIB, NYC,
Sippin' on that liquor, and I'm smokin' on a blunt
I'm with Jaepy, I'm with Justin and we posted in the cut
I just made a couple thousand I ain't
Heaven boy on the track
Yes sir
My big heart been big hurt
I was naïve I didn’t know that they would drag it through the dirt like that
No lie they
trained by the best in all
aspects of performing
his voice was golden and had a sweetness to it that most males lacked.
He moved with grace and was able
to the ceiling (that's right)
I was a gentleman, livin' in tenements (yeah)
Now I'm swimmin' in all the women that be tens (yeah)
Went from Bad Boy
Boy you wasn't in the field
Boy you wasn't outside
Boy you wasn't on the block when a n***a drove by
Boy you wasn't really clutching when it's really
Big glock nineteen with a coolin' kit that bitch came with a starter kit
Might slide on the opps and flip the whip them tips fuck up they arteries
Multiplied by thugs in the slums
Headquarters of corruption
Sick fools with big dreams
Who skip school sub-divide you with pistols
Headquarters of corruption
you'll lose!
Here comes two big pioneers, rolex watches
Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares
EPMD "that's right!"
Legendary, hardcore b-boy is
Now I see what fame will really get you
Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress
Dealing with depression, pills on the dresser
Fiending for
droppin', stoppin', cause
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
In the streets, we the raw niggas you wanna fuck with
Cause everybody
Money by Dee Money fucking name
They just know you like yeah he be with whats his name
What's his name
Canon on me no this not no photoshoot
Boy
Please
(okay)
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah (woo)
Clappers to the front, got a Backwood full of skunk
Got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying,
dey lie Oh)
My Mama sell akara Baba no car (Baba no car yeah yeah)
ch! Smelling Ghetto boy with a big God you see this trenches is where me I come
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