again (You cant) you cant say it You would never [?] [Layzie Bone:] 4 tru thugs from the double glock A nigga ready to rumble When trouble nocks 2 one
than Kernels chicken And I ain't shit without my niggas and my bitches Y'all can't see me, 3-D on T.V. We the T-H-U-G-L-O-R-D's [x2] [C-Bo] Y'all niggas
(feat. U-God) [Chorus: U-God] Hysterical lyrical launch, anotha riddle A miracle little by little, fits right up the middle [repeat 2X] [Cappadonna
front, to the side From the back, to the front, now to the side Heh!, yeah (Get ya step on..Get ya step on) yeah, Right! [U.G.K. Insert]
Mine.... [Davina 2nd Verse:] Let Me Lace U On Some Things About Me- What U See Is What U Get N What U Get Is What U See. Ill Give U Time- Ill Respect
on your verdict cmon now tell if you wit it I'm willing to take you out and show you some nice things Reserve us a dinner and listen to Kelly sing, Step, Step
director, or information expert Unidentified objects light up the desert [Evidence:] Sometimes it's funny when you don't look how you rhyme Like one kid stepped to me with one
2] Here I am the real emcee Writing off sucka emcees like I'm dmc Little killers in the bm 3 Follow one be in the black 600 with the one true v I'm in
I just watch ha, it's been a hectic year... so I sit and get fried Call the weed electric chair But ya'll on death row... one request left U looking for
here ya cannot hang [Verse 2: DJ Paul] Fuck haters ain't savin' none ah you hoes in the never P The Prophet the Possee, the BHZ click wid SPV The bustas we rush 'em quick, come one
(feat. Governor Two's) [GZA] An MC stepped to me, lying about one Kid that rolled with him who died in the outcome Thinking he could get with me, gain
it ain't shit happening my niggas what's happening? This one for the family and it gotta be T-H-U-G-Line Let me hit it one more time Look at my eyes shut
[Chorus] [Main Flow] Seem louder, now that the cream's milder You think you wild best believe I'm Gene Wilder Mack one, this ain't a act hon Step and
you close to me coz You know that you're irreplacable Girl there's no MP, without u Girl no MP without u Girl there's no MP without u Girl no MP without u
and dyin While laughin and cryin In the same breath, U gain less Messin in the lex And I'm stressing for real Unless U feel That U strong enough,
I see you over there loosing control So I took your hand and we went on the floor With every sip I get closer to her lips One hand on the booty one hand
in beat to dis time So you never get close enough to me to attack. You take two steps forward, but three steps back. 'Cause I'm daily separatin' mens
we gon' treat 'em like a bitch! If he actin' like a bitch!, we gon' treat 'em like a bitch! [Verse One - Lil' Wyte] You motherfuckers want true colors
