Lyrics:
a mic
You're dressed like a dike sayin' what ya don't like
Who deserve five Mics, who deserve two
But the nigga with two still can serve you
This West
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing
[Intro]
Nevermind where the sun is bright
Surrounded by this burning sight x2
[Verse]
Nevermind where the sun is bright
Surrounded by this burning
featuring Snoop Doggy Dogg Master P
(Intro [Snoop])
No Limit. Soldiers. (Ughhhhhhhh!)
DPGC. Gangstas. (Ha ha!)
Look here you
And I'm C-walkin on the motherfuckin concrete
[Intro: Ice Cube]
Yo if you're fucked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, nigga what's up
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's
Bando
Bando
Pistol packin' America, this shit ain't no beauty pageant
Pistol packin' America, this shit ain't no beauty pageant
Pistol packin'
pistols it's the life of that bando
It's a knock at my front door
12 kickin' in my front door
Now we runnin' out the back door
Droppin' pistols it's
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
[Intro:]
Yeah...
Time to let these niggaz know Son
Niggaz don't even wanna motherfuckin understand
KnowhatI'msayin? Time to hit em with the third
The moment that you saw him
You just looked the other way
The blood within his eye
Was like a curse
He had two heavy pistols
Which were greasied up
[Intro: Benzino]
Un hun, un hun-un
Un hun, un hun-un
Un hun, un hun-un
[Jadakiss]
Yo, yeah, aiyyo
We can do whatever you want to, I promise
a customer
See I can get it to you anywhere, anything
But it's point-blank range, when the pistol bang
I mix it up, I fix it up, and I switched it up
I
cologne a fire like a pistol
an me clean to me step
clean to me step north cost setting
verse2 step in a the street
(featuring Ras Kass)
[Intro: Ras Kass]
Uh, Dreddy Kruger, what up, my nigga?
Yeah, GZA, you know, uh, Rassy, you know
Shouts out to my nigga
flies when you're having fun
She said yeah but the damage is done
Where you been, on a little vacation
Oh by the way congratulations
Who's
split
You niggaz bitches cranberry like a vodka mixer
Whippin bitches niggaz black, ass like a cotton picker
Bomb through debris - I'm holdin two pistols
"In world news today: officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias
Scarface, must be stopped
After being monitored by Secret Service agents for
best room
That fire place got chest room
Two guests, indian or you gotta be arabic
That hour glass look mighty round
Is it real or did you inherit it
flies when you're having fun
She said yeah but the damage is done
Where you been, on a little vacation
Oh by the way congratulations
Who's
classes, and that's what yo' ass get
Not even electives? Not even pre-requits?
You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?
Now I'm in the shop
Intro: [helicopter sound effects]
Verse One:
You 'bout dat paper?
You on top?
You handlin' business?
You doin' swell?
[Intro]
Yeah, NFL, Boyz II Men
Characters baby
Meet me on the dance floor, come on
[Nafis]
Yo
It's like this, in a nice miss we faked it some
Intro
You’re Single I’m Single x6
Verse 1
All my life I don’t want no issues with girls
I’m a thug I need a pistol
You’re a back stabber that’s
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