that i like (uh, say it again like) She's got that something, shes got that something... that i like (uh) [VERSE 2] I slow it down 'fore i pick her up Its 8 o
. Diddy] Yeah.. uh-huh, uh-huh-huh.. Yeah [Eightball] Yeah, yeah This big 'Ball mayn, P. Diddy and MJG We raw mayn (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O
Everybody go Too high, too fast, gonna break our necks Everything about you screamed of godly intersex Nothing offered per dash, no human tracks The
shit O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O
Brainstorm microphone napalm This is it, words from a time bomb Attack speed, fast as an F-fifteen Raise the heat, light the gasoline Overload, it might
you slut. Bitches just demanding me hard dick insanity. I really loved you up until I fucked you. Once I skied, it's kinda like a track meet. How fast
on a mission Bad move, you end up missin [ ROUND 1: Randy Mac ] Let's get it straight for the '89 tip Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip On the party track
break on the rollin' tape Another album to make? Great Islam turn the bass kick up a bit Hype the snare, now I got a place to sit And ride the track
fast. Boy Ia??m sitting on green like piss in the grass. Just let me know, and the grass still grow, even if you mow. Ia??m so N.O. [New Orleans], I
why you're gonna see me walk so fast Through the door, uh-huh [noreaga] I keep it live like a grid wire, you know I ain't a liar N.o.r.e., raekwon and
the rest of my life Burnt-out, kicked to the curb So I had to learn how to turn around a hundred thou' real fast In '95 that was my last, I went back
of my life [Verse 2: Nas] Burnt-out, kicked to the curb So I had to learn how to turn around a hundred thou' REAL FAST In '95 that was my last, I went
Young Money salute It's Young Money salute Yeah, uh, so sick wit' the flow Yeah, ya cowboys know that Lil' Twist Been a pro way before Romo no T.O.
*Verse 1: You can make the rain fall, not returning my calls, you don't know, you don't know. I didn't wanna go fast, I'm fallin off track,you steady
[Intro: Pharrell Williams] I said think about your future You can't do that tomorrow But you don't hear a word, you see that SLR [Lupe Fiasco] O' ye
shoes Shorties clockin' me Always be coming in the two Niggas from the north I'm bringing you tracks and good news My debut was real to the blind industry
it down Kids could never walk a mile in my shoes Shorties clockin' me Always be coming in the two From the north I'm bringing you tracks and good news
like (Uh, say it again like) She's got that somethin' She got that somethin' that I like Uh, I slow it down 'fore I pick her up It's eight o'clock now
