Lyrics:
piece of pussy there's no tell of it
I don't give a damn I'll beat a nigga like he's stole somethin'
And then I'll let the motherfucker know where Ren
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
1993 exoticness, know what I'm sayin'?
Let's get technical, where's your bone at?
Get up on that shit, aight?
Yo
Started off on the Island, AK
Ringin’ in the year
Without a dollar to my name
If that was ever gonna change
There ain’t no better time than now
Cause black eyed peas and cabbage
tried
To jump me but the punk became a victim of a walk by
Fuckin' with Dre, you get a foot up in your asshole
It's just another way to let you know
Nigga
That you can’t find in Speedway or supermarkets
You can catch me on the e-way whizzin the farthest
Like the Black Eyed Peas I’m getting it started
In
HIBERNAL BITCH
SMOKIN KUSH FROM A CAMEL,
YES I HAD TO GET IT STARTED,
JUST LIKE BLACK EYED PEAS,
IM IN THE DESERT, GOT RETARTED
KUSH FROM A CAMEL, KUSH,
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
Rather risk it all than play it safe
You like to sprinkle salt and player hate
My team can eat, I'll share a plate
I had the black on black, I swear
the target
We started the fire, but it's you who sparked it
We stayed independent, and we didn't sell out
We started off with no help from the White House
richer 'cause it's all about them illaz
I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
pray together
To get us through the bad weather, and we love you forever
Let your thought and my heart go hand in hand
I first thought but to start,
goal is get you to trust me (uh)
Nineteen is don't ever burn the plug, dawg, that's silly shit (silly shit)
I had to mention it since this one wasn't
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
Let's get it started, in here
And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and
Runnin' runnin',
black
We signing every titty out, we going tit for tat
Like can you picture that?
And how ironic
Is it that I riding 'round listenin' to Nickleback?
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
PRLR, Visceral, yeah
Got nothing else to do, nothing else to be
Nothing else to see, nothing else to hear
Let's get it
I'm just out here tryna make my own
showing signs all attributed to mine
In the pitch black, it's too cold
I'm all alone, take me back to the roads
I had to roam to get here and I'll hitch
on go never on park
Black eyed peas baby let's get it started
Cashing my chips baby you sent from above
Know I'm in luck know I'm in love
Lottery lover
the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue
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