clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit Free like O.J. all day You can't stop me You know I got my niggaz up in this motherfucker Manute, Pain,
know what I mean, there ain't none of that Know what I'm sayin And if it weren't for these cats man y'all wouldn't know Nothin' about no LL Cool J or
beat Freak it now (LL Cool J) One of the biggest lies you hear from no one else Is when a girl tries to say she don't do it to herself Always fantasizing
s sizzlin', demons, angels, and civilians Welcome to my Purgatory party, baby They say it ain't nothing but farms where we from They think we can't do
(Brotha Lynch Hung) yeah and ya don't stop the Brotha Lynch in the house ya don't stop yeah and ya don't stop hoes keep giving up that cock 'cause every
? She got you whipped, got your kids Got your home, but that's not your bitch You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick Ain't
She got you whipped, got your kids Got your home, but that's not your bitch You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick Ain't
club In the club, in the club All the thugs they'll be playin' in the club You ain't never seen a big ol' ass like this And you ain't never gon' run
This is how we roll (roll) This is how we flow (flow) Can they stop us no Dipset stop and go Whoa (whoa), no (no), we don't stop we go! Leave you like
you whipped, got your kids Got your home, but that's not your bitch You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick Ain't
uh, you know how it's done Sounds bumpin', ain't that sumthin'? Jumped on the 110 She's flyin' in the blazer like Go Speed Racer But I ain't gonna chase
a bone Yo, don't give him nothing but a microphone Don't stop, I'm not finished yet You said I'm not the E, you wanna make a bet? Remember this: Lounge
to go for yours But I know why you ain't had no dough before So you tried and lied to drain my fame This ain't a game, yo, you know my name Innovatin
.J. Cool Pooh If you ever get souped up, you'll look like a poot butt You'll ask me to stop and I ask you to do what I won't stop till I paid you back
field fa tryin' a dude I'll bust ya head to da meat Turn ya mind 2 food, food fa thought Think, I ain't lyin' to you I'll lie his body in grease, set
believe this I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin' rejects While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop
ain't no secret That your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate I'm like Two
do things like this, youknowI'msayin? Papa luv it way she does it But I ain't scared to be smooth, baby I ain't afraid of love, y'knowI'msayin? I'll take