Lyrics:
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
come
And go and run
But people never can forget where
They all came from
From the small towns and the big mountains
And the country side of life
And oh
revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you.
And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
Then you and I
means
But there’s a man whose guns tell tales
And wonders come to pass
I hear him playing in the night
Click, click. Bang, bang!
Trumpets in the end
and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back
My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,
was
By his own men
It's the last day's last hour
Of the last happy year
I feel that the unknown
The world is so dear
Pride will vanish
divider
To be all alone with no one whatsoever
How in the world did this come together?
You wonder, "Will it stop?"
'Cause no one can inhabit that
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
aim and bang
Show the world what it means to be born and raised
In the home of the 'Canes that's the county of Dade
Well they used to shoot straight
Bang bang
Seventeen shots to the heart when they see me
Can't do love again every time it's the same thing
Cupid drive-by to the head it go bang
was B.I.G.'s brother
Used to be Dame and Biggs' brother
Who was Hip-Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend
No I.D., my mentor, and that's where
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
is chilly
Now get your grind on
Come get introduced to my home
A nigga grew up in the pro-jects, end up gettin mo' stressed
Mo' money, mo' drama you
B-R-O-O-K-L-Y-N
We gang bang and ride down on niggas(Pow hot!)
Dogg Pound on niggas
Who shot ya?, big dog gotcha
I'm notcha average nigga in the yappin'
Folks
weigh that shit
Let's get it
Aye, knock knock, bang bang, where the cash at?
If you ain't got it, leave you bloody like a Tampax
Come up swinging
On the kindness of strangers
I've come to depend
For a shoulder to lean
Or a hand to lend
This world's too hard
To not have someone break my
caviar
When we come to rest, we take to the nest
You know where we are
the daytime with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
You expect me to just let you hit it
But
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects,
and come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs do you kill on God's command?
A country that's divided surely will not stand
My past erased, no
Damn
Love or lust
Damn
All of us
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
(Another world premiere)
So give me a run
if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death
Top down, it's upset
Been fucking the world and nigga, I ain't come yet
You fuck with me wrong, I knock
I was born in the West-End
In the summer of '48
Above a small Cafe
Some people liked to come there and call it night
But for me it was all day
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