Prostitute, I hate you Put down the oreo crackers And quit doing the sex This is for you hey girl if it werent for you everyday after school i ghot
Are you hanging up your stocking on the wall? Is it time that every Santa has a ball? Does he ride a red nosed reindeer? Does he tug upon a sleigh? Do
Übersetzung: Hugh X. Lewis. Ich werde Ihr Sprungbrett sein.
[Intro:] Yeah, Step X Step up in here Yeah, this is Funky Dredds up on the mic Comin at you one time cos I'm out to git mines, yeah Oh yes, I'm out
like Pac, and fuck with Smith bitch Nigga mouth always be the reason the Feds hit Them soft niggaz always be the first ones to snitch [Chorus: Hakizzle & B.G. 2x
m saying and we bout to fuck the game up on some real nigga shit. Look [B.G.] I'm official in any neck of the woods I could hop out on any step in any
do what I do If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it - I show mine I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine I know you ain't gon' step, I know
no way you niggas can see me Before you step to me thank nigga I'm tellin ya you don't need ale other drank nigga (Chorus) 4x Verse Three: Baby Nigga
97 huh, it's just kill or be killed, nigga you heard me Murder murder, whatever whatever (uh-huh) Taking no shorts (Ken G's on the track) [Hook - 2x]
Cockin and be bout poppin nigga its time to hanlde up (Chorus)x2 (Verse 3) All these.. jive niggaz wan rep on me Knowin they ain't bout to step cross
live large But you step or get stepped on, times is hard Shit get real, head get bust, blood spill It's bout havin thangs, that's why I want a mill (2x
or the comfort of your home I'm kickin somethin out your back that rhymes with comb Flippin the script, because I used to be with Stet But when shit got heck, had to step
every step it took from the faces that he knew cause he forgot to look Better staple it together and call it bad weather staple it together and call it bad weather X
my step right after I move, you move too, Heep your eyes on me (keep your eyes on you) So just move show me how you do, Follow my step right after I move
who you know And who did your track Take a step back And look at what you made Now who's the last one to get paid? [CHORUS x4] Do you wanna be an MC
her sing bring me something special and i'll take you to heaven tonight look at her face and i won't need to explain this is the stuff dreams are made of step
t name one, we all born slaves son But He saved us so we rep Him even after this things done We amped up! [x7] So homie stand up [x3]
the raw half Everywhere we go, the impression's felt The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt [Chorus 2x:] Gat in the back, sunroof top,