never ending in doubt Every confrontation K.O. knock out On his never ending journey to the T.O.P. The L.A. player M.C. Ice-T
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m a Chopper City nigga, don't try your luck You want beef? I ain't scared, nigga I'm everywhere You don't be where you say you be, you're never there
t no secret I'm backed up by Cutt Throat It ain't no secret I ain't a rookie, I'm a pro It ain't no secret it ain't bout Cash Money no more If you real
last year - now a motherfucker shootin' Stickin' they arm up, not givin' a fuck Tryin' to jack the armored truck, not givin' a fuck Around my way, it's a
come right I don't know! (Yeah, here we go) [Daddy-O] 1993, and we say.. I'd like to give a big up to my East coast peeps Showbiz and A.G., P.E., B.
: [Intro: Young Buck] (?) No I'm not Jay-Z, 50 or P. Diddy Nas and DMX or Brooklyn's own Biggie I'm a dirty south soldier I hope y'all hear me cause (
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
' Drop them draws and shake a lil' somethin'! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Brother Marquis] I love to see 'em in lingerie Tattooed titties and a Boosty-A Stacked on the back of a
pussy 'cause a fuck is a fuck! (Fool!) [Chorus 3x:Mr. Mixx] A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA! A fuck is a fuck, HOE! (A fuck is a fuck, NIGGA!Yo, Marquis, kick
flesh, sincerely Kickin' it off on a ghetto track Bringin' to you some actual facts From the bottom, known as Miami With the help from a posse called the L.A
: Intro: *the first three notes of Taps plays* M.A. Parks, C57797, you have a visitor Right there, stall three Hi baby. Whassup honey? Hey you know
It Like A Bat Yea Hit It Like A Bat Like Yea Mayne I'm High Like A Plane In The Back Of A G5 Got My Legs Bout A Mile High Got You Gripping On My Thighs
: [ News Reporters ] ( News Reporter 1 ) At 12:25 A.M. Wednesday Tupac was on his way In to a Times Square Building To record at an eight floor studio
don't) (Wanna C Me, but ya won't) (Come to C Me, but ya Can't) (ooohhh, You Can't C Me) (You Can't C Me) (Right between your eyes, you'll never
on me, what a freaky bitch First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite
So obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear Now they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me
a nigga can't stop Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe get in my way, then that ass gots