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me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't help
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind
[Intro:] [Mystikal]
Man I got something to tell you
I don't know how to explain it
But I'm different (crazy)
Naaaaa....aight
I'm, I'm, I'm not
like playiong g g em as below. try it (both ways) and
Let me know what you prefer.

Chorus
Intro: horns over g em g em g em see d (twice)
Bass : (g d e e
[Intro]
(Pooh-Man)

Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Bigga Figga
Straight from west block San Quinn prison
Serving five year sentence on a robbery case
windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill
Filthy, the word that best defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all never mind me

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'!
them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind chill
Filthy, the word that best defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all
me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't help
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind
[Intro Hussein Fatal]
And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga
Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, "Blood In My Eyes"
Shyea', Triple O
featuring Master P  Peaches 



intro: mercedes and peaches 



(mercedes) 

hello 

(peaches) 

may i speak to mercedes 

(mercedes)
32 below
Send a chill through your bow
Catch your fuckin' nerve like a snow cone
You get stuffed like an envelope, yo
Won't even think twice, I'll
Pyramids built accordin to how we made it to be
Many shall come few shall be chosen
32 degrees below zero and you're frozen
Power of refinement my rhyme's
featuring Master P  Peaches 



intro: mercedes and peaches 



(mercedes) 

hello 

(peaches) 

may i speak to mercedes 

(mercedes)
[Intro/Hook - x2]
	From the high degrees to the low degrees
	Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze

Fahrenheit, very low
Icicle, hail
Twenty-thousand leagues down below,
minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees
Seize the info, gather the archaelogists
The aftermath needs to follow this cause
[Intro/Chorus:]
4 pound, hit you up with rounds
Leave a man down
Wrappin on a rat
The Infamous nuff said (Enough said motherfucker)
and when it
Pyramids built accordin to how we made it to be
Many shall come few shall be chosen
32 degrees below zero and you're frozen
Power of refinement my rhyme's
At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M.

Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite
Point us to the center stage (I'll grab
INTRO
[Laughing]
[Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke]
[Roll it up, roll it up, roll it up, roll it up, roll it up]
[Herb]

[Take a hit]
[Intro: movie sample]
We are all obligated to pay off the debt
The national debt to these international banksters
That's - that's the bottom line
Intro: Buckshot
Hey yo, this is straight up for all them niggaz out there
Who fronted on some bullshit in the beginning, fuck dat

(some reggae
[Intro:]
Do not jump sir please whatever you do please do not jump.
Yea hi look uh, there's a guy and he's on a building, uh and he looks like he's
Twenty-thousand leagues down below,
minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees
Seize the info, gather the archaelogists
The aftermath needs to follow this cause
gettin cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? not it's murda they don't know that we're pirates
By night we get violent
[Intro]
One two
It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists
We about to get into the seasons
The seasons of hip hop
How we gonna start it?

[Masta Ace]
of the morning that passes by through my window
Another child is born, another dies, and still the wind blows
Spin slow, drawn into strong voice of reason