room Quarter bricks half things in the back room How you want it, hard or so, get a milli, get them all ... flat screens in the front room Quarter bricks half
[Verse 1:] I worked all week. Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved. Got the cover off a '68. I fired it up, and let them horses sing. A little pretty
I was at her house Looked at her closely, said for goodness sake The girl was cut like a diamond, had curves like a snake Her top half was heaven, the
to mend it, we'll end it My crew'll hit the matresses, G.O.D. Father style - all prepared to get buckwild Half my niggas ball, other half ain't got it
Their rhymes are elementary, mine deserve a PhD This beat is F U N Key my name is Ice T Make it funky Undoubtedly you recognize this jam is the ultimate cut
learned, so it evens it up for me When the grass is cut, the snakes will show I gotta thank the little homie Nas for that though Savin' me the hassle of speakin' to half
i took my whole hood with me, And i just got out of jail, ya they tried to michael vick me, I gave my lawyer half a mill and told him come and get me
son get your mind right baby or get your sh-t together you gon be hot a little while I'mma be rich forever girl seduce us, they come in Deuces when I cut
we roll And you stop and we go, we go, we go In the middle of a fight, I'm so cool Everybody want it hot, I go through All of this half of which woulda
Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super Ill Baby, what the deal, we can chill Split half a pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut I cut
fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these muthafuckas talking crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty, half full,
sumthin like a loratab Sumthin that I gota have Run on out for I cut myself I gota check into rehab Her sex is like a zane When I need a clean half Took
thought you were different but you're just another trick with a crooked-ass smile and a wicked-ass lip what'd ya think my heart don't sink my drink's half
bed can give us rest now, you keep us on the run Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down Half
minute late We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state Had motor trouble it turned into a struggle Half way 'cross
you ain't know, gangstas and hoes go together Poppin' my collar, partna, who in the spot? Baby, rule in the spot In the mug and the watch, love me Half the hoes hate me, half
go head, go head Here it go, press record All eyes over here, we about to show you You know, ballers down the hill Ayo my mental is keep the rock cut
the time they hit fourth grade They got the discovery channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals", well, some of us cannibals Who cut other people