hands up in the air don't ever disrespect Woo hah, I got you all in check Busta Rhymez, up in the place true indeed Yes, I catch wreck and that's word
these niggas man this shit aint fair gimme the death penalty or the electric chair im in the electric coupe with the electric roof its electric blue
Don't suffocate me, Back black approach us, Clack clack gats in holsters, Cops in black control us, Treat us like rats and roaches, But the blue Benz, Got the blue
mo (What, what?) When the tempo slows up and creates that new, new (What, what?) He seems alive though he is feelin' blue (What, what?) The sun is shinin', man he's
and my blue Chevrolet Well, it's Saturday night, it feels like everything's wrong I've got some strawberry wine, I wanna get you alone, get you alone 'Coz there's
the day with my old dog mo Walkin' down an old dirt road What he's thinkin' about I don't know But for him i bet the time Just goes so slow He's just
Hello World Young Mulaaaa Babyyyyy! [Nicki Minaj:] Murder Dem, Murder Dem, Just 1 Word Body A 3rd Of Dem. I Kick Kick Game Can't Injure Nicki, That's
M 11's grenades and them AK-47's bang Nigga what you sayin' you came and you went Now bet on the real it's all the way to the bank and you think Fin
code black or blue? I'ma use black Me and my boy gonna have some Okay, tell Krayzie, Wish and Flesh have them thangs On 'em 'cause them hater's is out
the pearly gates Or will I burn off in that lake now? Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake? How many wait? It's too late, it's over
and Biggie, Biggie Ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride *** ***, *** ***, *** ***, c'mon Let's ride, let's ride, let's ride, let's ride *** ***, *** ***, *** ***,
need me hit me Use the code black or blue Me and my boy gonna have some Tell Krayzie, Wish and Flesh Have them thangs on 'em 'cause them hater's is
ya the blues It's a new game doin', lemme give ya the rules Get outta line and I'm a give ya the blues Guess who's bizack? The boy B Mizack, A.K.A,
a glock, pah, pah, It's death on your block Knock, knock Whut's up nigga? These sirenes start singing It's me and yuk with the l-g in the makin' It's
the days, nobody thought about a dope case It's all mapped out, get in get out They giving mutha fuckas ten years for each rock It's fucked ain't it,
Hardheaded Spokes Pockets once was pat but now your bummin' smokes And now your gun ho got 'cha niggaz by your side And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride But let's
hot) Figada-doh [Snoop Dogg] Yo' strategy, some pimp tragedy It's Snoop Dogg, the black James Caggedy In agony, Agatha, Christy Agana, miss me, pop the mo
all her clothes at? An' ask yo' girl she know it's easy to say no To a nigga that's broke But somebody with doe, that got a lil' mo' Shit, ionno Sometimes
