a bitch baggin' nigga? (Whu-whu-whu-whu) You got ice and ya chain and ya chong wit your rolly on Not just any rolly but you bought the most expensive one
) That nigga ran in up his girl, didn't he? (Yo what happened?) Took her home and ran the train on a trick, didn't I? You are now rockin' wit' one of
I'll make 'em stop the track tighten my belt and whoop y'all ass Y'all niggas gon' understand why niggas don't wanna drop shit this year Five and five
all over my hand and on my pant And how in the hell I get it way down there Just can't get it right seem that everything I do just fall on one side But
, down 'cause of what I got That's how a nigga get sprung in the back part Muh'fucka fakin' the funk, and then a nigga get jumped on And they don't know
m having sex International, superstar People wanna know just who you are I'm that laid jet rider, Mansion residing If I throw a party you'll be dancing all night and
can I make twelve albums All them gold and platinums and I am still clowin' It ain't hard, I used to be a broke nigga Dreamin' about brodes and smoking
kick Mel Gibson's ass Superstar, The Passion of He wants his money, not your love He's been kickin' 2000 years He's fixed a lot of sports and drank a
plague. stronger than any and every virus, disease, or Sickness. Full eclipse, (of body emity.) Anti-christian, and eternally alive. Buried underneath. 2000
day plague Stronger than any and every virus, disease or sickness Full eclipse of body emity Anti-christian, and nocturnally alive (undead) Buried underneath 2000
Artist: Disco 2000 Song: I Gotta CD I gotta CD I gotta FST I gotta VDU And you can have one too I gotta CB I gotta color TV I gotta DC10 and a GTD I need
You must be huffin', f-ck the ballsack if you taint skank take you on a date You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man,and Will-I-aint I
so i can't turn away and just drop it out, (trust) By now, i guess you kinda get the idea, Der ain't notin but love, passion and pride here, It's 2000
the cypher, step to the rear son Still they manage to hit it and put they grip on it That's when they wet the tip and put they lips on it Then when you
shadows I lurk through the alleys And rooftops, scoped and aimed at your brain Until we meet in the next world again, Until the year 2000 come on in my
's proven, Nate and Warren G Tightest combination in the industry Here comes another one I can see us smashing up the shore past laws that's lost 2000
up Yeah, I'm from that click that slap clips with hollow point tips And serve bitch niggaz quick with this gangsta shit Tray Deee, ya heard of me, murder be my hobby Bangin' and slangin' and
the '80's Jackin' niggas for Nissan trucks A quarter piece to flip it's me and Daz and two bitches I never gave a fuck, nigga Daz and Kurupt They say