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like Mel Gib-son's My heat will cook you bwoyy, whooped you bwoyy! Mack came an shook you bwoyy, somma'bitches [P. Diddy] Somma'bitches!!! [Chorus & Outro: P
Santana A monkey drank a bottle and learned to speak A squid drank a bottle and became a freak A lion drank a bottle and forgot how to growl A horse
me, I told you before I wears vest's A born legend by the way of .357 I'm an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing
A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V And send me up a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf Or
burnt lil mama what it do shorty you burnt lil mama what it do if a nigga make a move lil mama comin to verse 1800 im blunted for sho snoop d.o dub
gave me a star if you don't beleive me; hollywood boulevard you can go there if you ever need the D.I double D.Y, B.A.D B.O.Y good in any hood, no vest
stand and watch a bloodspill From a known rapper, but now the rapper's no frill Just because I made a record I'm a star, that's bullshit What's the flavor Tim? Fuck what you
streets And I can't tell you why the funk be deep Do you really know where ya goin' to? Or do you like the things that life is showin' you? It's so much
? Every time we step inside the club y'all tryna guess Which one of us gon' snatch your bitch And leave you strokin' all by yourself Understand this Bubba Sparxxx, S P A
nah nah nah nah) You got a baby by me, I got a baby by you Whaddya mean? I'ma always be able to plug you You tell me to lick, I tell you to suck We
the back end Dead at you, he throwin' the hot lead at you Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter With the rest to gather, my cold killer It's "Me Against
where the P.O.'s play Thinkin' we all get our money the ?Carlito's Way? Charles Manson can kill and live to see another day But if you're black like
let a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in guard it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a
ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard Trust in "God"? It's 'cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from, who you be with Keep this a
-double-O-L, G-R-A-P, and P-O-L-O would like to say hello to you mellow fellow What are you yellow? You're hidin like a coward And I don't allow it, you
And George'll be the first to tell you when the funk's gone There's funk in everything you do so don't be stupid You might imagine me funky though like
spit, like I musta been touched by Jesus Like I musta been groped by a diva Or fucked by a model, nope, you ain't been approached by either You standing
