A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me? "Go on, laugh, make a jackass out of
I'm Show B I Z, my partner's A.G. Chill with Greg N I C E or my brother D R E S And what's up to Lord Finesse And I'd like to give shouts to my peeps
. D-O-N the K-E-K-E. Niggas know one thing i bring hap. Freestyle king young don Fat Pat. I did it from the top, i did it for the troop. And its the young
trip I keep that ammunition handy Screwed Up Click until I die Man I'm so high, I don't think I can drive That's why I'm ridin' shotgun with my shotgun
but I ain't finished yet I gotta make a hoe I-10, I sin Then I, do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking Benz-e Got these hoes running round
Denzel Washington with mine I know I'm a playa, (I know I'm a playa) {I know I'm a money makin playa, so playa} (Don't try to knock the hustle 'cause
awright (Bun B, let's go) Awright, awright, awright, awright, awright (And we be clubbing all night) I pulled, I pulled, I pulled, I pulled, I pulled
so of track] [Ghostface Killah] Congratulations, we have refreshments and glass bracelets Avian water's ya choice, put ice I'm missing a g-note, fixed
't leave it Sometimes I feel like I'm lonely And sometimes I feel like I'm lonely Uh, uh, yeah, ey yo, C I O F F I E Q U double E N Z Come on ma your
right, check it, it's the B I, double G I E Y'all niggaz can't see Poppa, nor the Big Moma Who you love Biggie for the Y2G, the two ten We got it sewn
, I'm in that Kingpin' raps, I spit 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em Bentley and large rims spinnin', the shit is sickenin' My rhymes, my flow, I got all the
, I'm in that Kingpin raps, I spit 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em Bentley and large rims spinnin, the shit is sickenin My rhymes, my flow, I got all the symptoms
, I'm in that Kingpin raps, I spit 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em Bentley and large rims spinnin', the shit is sickenin' My rhymes, my flow, I got all the
hood ( southern california ) cause when i spit that g vatos no whats hood so then i roll through L.A. and this is what i see ese territorys deep full of WEST SIDE g
I'm not a role model or a Dr. Seuss yo I'm a gangsta And I'm about to get stupid I guess its time for the trama With the E A Z Y E comma now that's
bright, I rip through mics Plus I push more powder than crystal light Chick mad, said I hold my pistol too tight Get a grip bitch, this how I get through life I
I'm a check your chin Close your mouth, 'fore I put the barrel in Dumpin' clips in yo ass is what I'm all about Straight G from the clique on a paper
up ? battle Kool Moe Dee Chubb Rock hit the Grammys, Hitman Howie Tee, Doug E. Fresh, Chill Will, Barry B BDP, Eazy E, PRT, Lakim Shabazz, Jaz, Jay-Z