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Whoa!

Black Rob

Bad Boy's 10th Anniversary... The Hits [CD & DVD] [Explicit]

2004

in Detroit hold me down like whoa
Niggas in New Orleans gettin' money is whoa
Boston and Jersey, muhfuckers is whoa
Florida niggas and Philly niggas

Tic Toc

Lords of the Underground

Keepers of the Funk

1994

ugly mama
M.c.'s cannot rock me
I'm stone-proof
Me grabbin' the mic
Is like superman running to a phone booth
Straight from martin luther king boulevard

Tic Toc

Lords of the Underground

This is Hip Hop [Ultrasound]

1995

the mic 
Is like superman running to a phone booth
Straight from martin luther king boulevard
In the heart of newark, new jersey
Make you say "lord have

Cristal bottles
Drink Listerine, brush my teeth with amphetamine
So I can sound fresh and say dope things in between
Three strikes to five mics (forever

Stages and Lights

Sadat X

No Better Way

1996

and Dre, Scoop
Jackson on the late night, New Jersey week night
??? say it, my joint they better play it
Rhyme after rhyme after rhyme after rhyme
Line after

so you know
Infinite potential, residental is the ol'
Illtown New Jersey if you heard
Me Glock the bow
One two three BDP troops hard
Any questions I

Yeah 'Eh Yeah 'Eh

Mack 10

Ghetto Supastar

1998

and check my Mic level
As I get down, let mama peekin, but ain't speakin
I guess a gang-bang thug... got baby tweakin 
Said your outfit is tight, it's my

grises
en el mic junto a mi en este bussines son aprendices 
En el carro temblando, me prendo algo para el día templado, 
me desvelo escribiendo despierto

to get a little taste for the blood, and the smell of you
Staring into your camera, documents, words, and mic as you do

God is your government, but

We used to be number 10, now we're permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm pistol nozzle hits your nasal,
Blood becomes luke

stress don't worry 
Put myself in the game need a jersey 
You would think a nigga trappin' the way I'm servin' this dope to the mic
Like I'm Conrad Murray

just my theory
My theory sturdy
When I wear my Jennings jersey
And I carry culture topsy turvey pop the litre
Thats controversy
Blood on my two seater

a jersey
I’m with my niggas play with us you know it’s curtains
She gone love me and i’m gone fuck
and that’s for certain
Serving A cup this a layup
Keep it

tell You who but it's not my job 
Vroom Vroom Wearin fly socks yellow Outline Fox jersey 
Or I'm shirtless but You know I fuckin ride dawg
Anybody wanna

with a mic
Boy you best run for ya life
I dont buy into to the hype 
You talking I'm walking we different types
Don't hit my phone for a thing
Unless all

out to play
Pulled a yae
Dropped out of college
I’ll run up on you
Like Valhalla calling
My eyes dead red
I be smokin often
Hoggin that mic
Why don’t

for good and meaning
But you can't do everything, don't let it get you down

Maybe my sweetheart is from New Jersey, Omaha or Santa Fe
I got ball

take off my jersey
Got them all wet and thirsty
Wet and thirsty
Look at the cream that I’m keeping
Look at the waves that I’m beaming
Look at the output

they wanna kick it
Debut for the gold like Pickett
Shane Warne when I bowl that wicket
Sip that
Hennessy 
I'm a natural on the mic like my last name

here
 
Jersey in the rafters, pictures snapping plus the fans cheer
 
Everywhere I travel, leave em in the rapture disappear
 
Have em wishing under

That’s why I’m in the city serving
Like I’m the clergy
I came up living dangerous
I made it outta ghettos
Couple goofy kids that used to hang in Jersey

Plus I done had me some issues with love
Now it be hard just to like a bitch
So I just pick up the mic and shit
Get in the booth and start striking shit

The delayed onset be crazy

Be crazy 
He stuck up in a grapefruit
Im bout to hit this shit...

Lose verses when I hit isolation 
They should put mics on me like

I'm Posty
Payasos como Krusty
Ladran como Husky
Cinta negra without Whisky
Shout out para Thiagoski
Como Clint Eastwood en Jersey
First strike no