's and L-O-C's The only friends I got is my 2-1-3's That's my nigga Snoop D Whoop and my nigga N-A-T-E I can't forget about my nigga H to the Dizzy Pressure
CJ Mac) Out-a-town nigga havin' a pistal in hand whatcha paper, you fuckin' wit some jackets, player shit happens [Chorus: CJ Mac] Don't fuck wit a niggas
to you again, missing you (Hey, ey, ey, ey) Tim is missing you Missy's missing you Rashad is missing you your mom is missing you (N-n-n-n-no no no)
raining outside boy f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy they guns dumb bell a n-gga tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace we tired of only having just a
sweetest song In a room with the heart of a violin Don't violate my patience, I'm waiting To kill a man as I stare at the celiing fan As a fan of these
Material madness, raw for the core imperial, as I come with an aerial Power from the L-shaped room L.O.N.S., L.O.N.S. we smoke boom When I make my music
D L - O - N - S! zeeker with zest zen jive as crazy minds combine elevating the maze of a cartible character scripture of a picture picture mister D - I - N
Words: n.glover, l.dukes, r.wheeler music: l.smith arranged by: j.saddler - 1987 from the album "ba-dop-boom-bang" The house that rocked (x
us tonight Ha, ha, ha, what uh-huh There is such a place that creates such a melody Brooklyn No ladies, it's a living dream It's a living dream, it's a
me. - I'm on my way so he can sex me! [Chorus] [Verse 3:] [TroubleSum:] I'm a sexting - model. Lookin' like lemonade in a Coke bottle. (bottle!) 'Llac
of the 'gar With a bad ass bitch inside of the car (car) C to the A, D to the I (I), L to the L to the A to the C (C) B to the U to the N to the B, reppin
we right back before the judge They calling him a nuisance, put my dog behind a fence It was January 28th, he ain't been home since Threw a nigga through a
A A T L A N T A state of G A G A G A home of the brave home of the brave G A G A home of the brave [Verse 2: Killer Mike] I got a Tahoe, and a Tahoe she
center And let a reala nigga take you home I can make this show stop As soon as you hear this flow pop From A-T-L-A-N-T-A and all the way to yo' drop
l up my pipe a nigga die tonight, and l'm grab a ten of real niggas start packin', 'cause a muthafucka try to get me in a jackin' and l did em'. Hit em
is just a figment you never see my ghost, move through the L-O-X triangle pyramid This is for them cats that's like "who's the L.O.X." better float up
money on it"} Tryin to be a diamond in the game I been one Killin niggaz with the flow, H1N1 You can get a buck-fifty quick, a thin one Before rap I had
the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A. One two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha