pulled ah grenade, tossed to the door, let it explode And we made it, creepin' in the courtyard So Krayzie feelin' safety coming Hittin' the fence and jump in it
in here, steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9 Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift wid real Little Will, Big Wally and Wish Bone Little
One, one, then it red, red rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum But it red, red rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, but it red, red rum Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie
got and I want it I'ma take it Nigga made it and I told ya we'd make it Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit Half baked and gone off this indoe stick
you got and I want it I'ma take it Nigga made it and I told ya we'd make it Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit Half baked and gone off this indoe
the Mobb bang through your stereo It's heavy metal for the black people, rock 'n' roll But it's hip-hop though, my drug music It's therapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it
her sweet shape to her red dress always hugging her hips so right no doubt abpout it very guy here tonight wants a little time shawty rock, knows it not
May I, keep a little something for the G's And, make a few ends while I breeze through The late night shift on some late night shit On the gangstas roam May I, keep a little
looking the red lights, And every little issue is amplified I'm feelin' unheard, went back like reverb Coming from my tears over you, 1, 2, 1, 2 Had to turn it
switch it Red light stop, make it drop for the *** Got a ***, *** your head off wit' it Anything you hear that I said, I meant it King got the crown
-fo', three-wheel then switch it Red light stop, make it drop for the bitches Got a glock fo'-fifth, blow your head off wit' it Anything you hear that
't lie, the price'll probably go up when I wear it I'm just D-Town reppin' And makin' all these niggas who second guessed it regret it Regret it like
to come off with the style that's thourough? It's like that, keep on, ha ha It's like that, keep on My foundation is in black block of niggas that rock
Little money they loving you But when you broke they ain't nothing to you I mean but when you ain't got noting they ain't stunting you Said it once said it
Tron, That gin Got a couple girls crackin' Let the party begin I heard you call your self a baller when the cameras on If it ain't trickin' cuz you got it
fingers all entwined through the air, I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers, (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it) The hairs were