Lyrics:
B. L. E., age be thirty-three, uhh
I "Get Down" boy, like Craig Mack
Stampede like a elephant, I'm heaven sent
The E-are-I-see-K, S-E-are-M-O-N
didn't know that I kick it funky and flow with it
Straight up out the O A K L A 'n' D
Coolin' all the bitches when I be on the late night tweak
Who's
the rawest in town
Cause I'm a (Thug By Nature), strictly for the paper
Ain't nobody steppin' to Steve (B-O-N-E)
I come with the ones, I come with the guns
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
pics hopin' i don't see
That you tryna get the rhyprint from G.O.D
But you couldn't beat me with yo G.E.D
And i go to head with mother fucking N.E.B
You
Employee of the Month, cause yo, I do work
The K-A-N-E is on the J-O-B
An expert, cause I get it D-O-N-E
So lights, camera, action - all hail the one!
felt foggy
Came to the sixth sense, B Willis with the shit
Don't ever slip, you better get a grip
N.O.Y.S.E we in this bitch, N.O.Y.S.E we in this bitch
weed
Y'all niggas don't know the name
It's M-O-N-E-Y, you dig
Add a Mack Man to the end , so you got that Money Macka Man
And I keep it rollin', man
gonna sell
Cause I’m S.O.R.T.E.D man
Bringing back the 90s as best as I can
Fam
I’m so ahead of time
You n*ggas just starting
I'm at the finishing
with a purse in it
And her pussy so clean I can go to church in it!
Oh Lord, O-M-G, I am the O-N-E
How ya like me now, it's cool but she want more D
with a purse in it
And her pussy so clean I can go to church in it!
Oh Lord, O-M-G, I am the O-N-E
How ya like me now, it's cool but she want more D
the butter n grits
And you niggas need to know this shit
You got Moesha E?
All tha time B
You got your Indonesia B?
All tha time E
You got the street
by the lee sheet
K's for the knighthead where the petty officer stands
L's for the leeside, hard found by new hands
(Chorus)
M's for the mainmast, it's
shout for me when I'm angry
Yeah, Hollygrove, biatch
Sloppy like Joe, you better go get G-I
All my guns knee high, M-O-N-E-Y
That's what I rely on,
ain't no wanna bes, some trill G's ese
This is E.S. Ride n Smoke, Unbreakable, repping Taco home boy
It's time to ride and get high to this
You know you
[Intro: Tone (Doug E. Fresh)]
Yo, this Tone the referee, knawhatimean?
And I'm about to bring y'all some history
We got the best of both worlds
Cause I will rock say immediately
That's why I'm chillin in the L-I-N-D, E with the N
with the MC street
You will agree it's me, cause I rock a funky
t y
R o m a n t i c b i t c h
Why can’t you look me in the eyes
Why can’t you be there by my side
screens
Chasing the fucking dream
Living it at the scene
Never I'm fucking clean
Never this obscene
The green like six teens
Flip O's a machine
the world
And let's change the world
Everyday the devil at me, and I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with
the balance
They told me Eko o gba gbere (Open your eyes wide)
Now that I'm in it look how I shine bright
Don't look at me and ask why you dey form
L A G O
each and all three Mac's g
Pimp C, Keithy E., Jay Dee and Phife Dawg
Nate D-O-double-G 'n Nujabes up in the sky y'all
Life is flashin by so damn quickly
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