whole body go hibbie-to-the-hop Well I won't stop 'till I get up to the top Gotta blow any other state off the block And I got a whole lotta chedda
eyes would bleed but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed [Chorus - 2Pac/Makaveli] Young niggaz in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile
represent it Solja rag, reebok tennis Stick to click called 226 to the finish Blood thicker than water that's why my niggas they harder Comin' in that water Off top
Niggas crumble like cans ah ah Hold yo horses I gotta k with 50 choices So chose one I set it off to bruse one ( chorus) set it off 50 shots gonna set it off
mouth when people ???? seein' they brains boil Look I don't curse but in this verse nigga f*ck the world Chorus 2x [Turk] Niggas be wantin' to kill ya, when ya on top
't sell but want a check like me (lil' wayne): Say dog, what kinda nigga be on top of the world Million dollar status got me on top of ya girl (turk):
't sell but want a check like me (Lil' Wayne): Say dog, what kinda nigga be on top of the world Million dollar status got me on top of ya girl (Turk):
that Nolia we sold smoked chumps Quick to steal a nigga any time of the day If his ass outta line we ain't standing all day Pimp, play off top better
Know that a bitch will get you crossed in a minute Know that they gonna put it off till they get it I had a bad bitch with big ass, until she was top
off his ligaments Jack Wayne, not player thats ridiculous (Hook 4x - [Lil' Wayne]) Jack who, Take what, from who, not me Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Weezy [Juvenile
a ?tums? with a drum in em with a fire suit on Come from up top the fire truck and let my rockets shoot off Chopper knockin' you off, bullets turnin'
they got niggaz that's guilty (Lil' Wayne) In my section Niggaz be gone Off that herone Smith and Wesson Blow your damn vest off (Juvenile) Well in
wan' meet me? You just might need contacts 'cause I'm the little one with the ice, flossing Please, playa hater, get your wife off me I ride by in a Jag with the top
's, from my uncle KC He's a Magnolia soldier Be in 10 in Angola Shoot out in that 'Nolia Knock ya head off ya shoulders Juvenile: I ain't about no playin
smoke, and the corners i done sew Who, you not ready uh uh not now, not then, not ever now bomb clear the spot, better back off, fore i blast off put
Artist: Hot Boys Album: Let 'Em Burn Song: Spin Tha Bend Typed by: TLFreeCity@aol.com * * send corrections to the typist [Verse 1: B.G.] Get off
that tape don't sell but want a check like me Say dog, what kinda nigga be on top of the world? Million dollar status got me on top of ya girl Lil' daddy
[B.G.] It's me, the B.G., doin' my thang Lettin' 'em hang, I represent bangity-bang I gettin' off into shit you can not handle I'm settin' it off in this