Ask Biggie Smalls 'Who Shot Ya'. White Yaris, had to pull up on Mary in a little 'Lamb (Skrr). And prepair for the remix with the L. A. and the bay Area. I drove here in a scraper playin' this on four 12's. But I need soul food, turkey, mac, collard greens.
Damn south brother to bring your boy out. New coupe, no roof, playa what's my name? I'm the type to pull up on your bitch on her lunch break (On your bitch). Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats. Styles not to be fucked with, or played with. I ain't got head in a month, I just been working like a dog.
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Tuesday night, the Velvet Room same shit. The city by the sea, R. I. P. J. D., you know about the L. C. My niggaz love the stellas, cold-hearted killers. Aint forty thousand dollars a year enough for you. And we buildin four more new towers!!! And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way. Pull up tj beastboy lyrics. And end your existance, M-E-T. Roll fronto like pronto. All got habits, marijuana ecstatic. Punchin out hits like Gladys Knight and the Pips. Blueface, baby, big pisser and a Glicko). And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day.
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Im packin' a mac in the back of the 45 pass 6. Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow. We bring color to black and white. It's good, coke crack preach it to your brother. Scenario (Remix) Lyrics A Tribe Called Quest Song Pop Rock Music. Summer Jam, killed it man did it all with one beat. Slow creep like a orgy. Find descriptive words. And you got a point to prove your pride (You, you got a point to prove, baby). I'm on my way to the Dec to hit Jazzy Tee's, holla!!! And any body think I'm not.
To make your mind tickle. The Top of lyrics of this CD are the songs "4 Moms" - "Against the World" - "Common Ground (Get It Going On)" - "Da Booty" - "Find A Way" -.