Female:] I love you [Mr. Lil' One:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Female:] I need you [Mr. Lil' One:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Female:] Don't you want me [Mr. Lil' One
it 'til it harden Make it hash up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight I said hard work
- make way [Lil Rob] I always try to stay crisp and clean Keep my lowriders lookin mean Homeboy you can read it on my sleeves It say Lil Rob also known
the needle and hit it, that was it Ron..ahem...Heroin, excuse me ya'll I'm from Virginia where the Southern draw don't mind me... (Mr. Mister) See, it's lil
Ah, how you feel? I feel good Custom bucket seats, baby, I knew you would Ay, ay, liven it up nigga Well I'ma keep it simple, don't I ride clean White
South (Yeah) I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name outcha mouth bitch (Mike Jones) We can get it crackin' if it get to clickin' clackin' Look at Mr. Jackson
[Snoop Dogg] 1998, Dogghouse Records steps on the scene Unlike any other record label, we plan to get green And keep it clean, and stay oh so mean So
Dogg, westside See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler Yo it's either thank ya, or it's ya [Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
fly Im up there too you fly? I flew Im up there too you know they say two Is better than one time im a pimp pimping all the time So keep your two
picture of ya broad, put it in my iPod She lick it dry clean when my dick get hard Ain't playin' wit'cha, baby, can I get a lil' grip? Spend a couple
on the scene Unlike any other record label, we plan to get green And keep it clean and stay oh, so mean So rough, so tough What is it? This for them
what I'm talkin' 'bout You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all Earl and Ralph 4-ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames Not even Joshua can
just how it goes 3rd coast throwin down for sure Ain't a roley on the hoes we throw got wheels and dough Gotta gleam some more it's 3 or 4 CD blowin My
won't leave you falling Like niggas that 'get it and come' like their mother's calling Check it, I'll knee it, I'll feel it, I'll give it crazy joy '
a n***a ballin reason why im packin the steel, keepin it real always got the black rag in my pocket faggets knock it chickens like it cus im keepin it clean
(feat. Lil Wayne) Fame, fortune, platinum records. It's every boys dream. [Lil' Wayne:] Yeah, just breathe baby Gym Class Heroes Ya'll Money Weezy Baby
yo son at, Shit I don't know nothing light it up and type it up, And tell the DA get ready cuz we gon strike it up [Mr. Bigg:] Hello [Girl:] The damn
glock down A pound Magnolia in the calliop Bout it bout it motherfuck it, the whole world knows [Master P] Now the party don't stop cause we bout it
