eyes can?t see what?s up in front of me watch what you say if you speak any louder you'll give our position away those steps you take with every loose footstep you
ya Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya Put Compton on my back when you in need of soldiers At my last show I threw away my N.W.A. gold I had the whole
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold And had the whole
opens and yer staring at his teeth And his jaws start closin with you underneath And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind And you wish you
Spike: "How can I thank you, you mysterious black-clad hunk of a night thing?" "No need, little lady.Your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see
In Her Way But I'm Gonna Tell you You Got Me Up On you And I Won't Slip Away [Hook 1x] [Chorus 1x] [The Game:] You Niggas Know Now That It's about Get
: (You choose your own path or you'll have it chosen for you) (Welcome to today!) Get 'em up! (Get 'em up!) [x8] [alarm ringing] Ahhh, shit, is it
make you take your hats off (Alright man but yo, you got drink tickets?) Yeah, I got them with me (alright, we'll see you in a minute) Peace [Break:
a time when you could just say a rhyme And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin' But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids
cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap Yo slim, you gonna let him get away with that? He tried to play you, you can't let him skate
song rode in was "It's Yours" Oh my goodness , Ba grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin He layin like a gay models shoutin out Sebastian He smiled with his teeth
find me with the bullet, with the cross That they hung around around my neck like somebody told me there's God Yeah I guess I got a problem with reality
good at Say my name I'll wake up for you Say it clear, slowly, gently With your lips your teeth your tongue Your throat your lungs your belly Show
: You know who I'm talking to Yeah, you that motherfucker that betrayed your homeboys and you ain't shit Yeah, you about to get your motherfucking ghetto
gun holding weed-head cross me bet tomorrow you'll be dead catch you at a show while you're chilling with your ho and crack your skull with a bottle of
your brain out Reach in and pull your spine out Welcome to the Carnival show Your invited, you and your bitch Flo And the wicked clowns gonna check Cut your
the love of mine, When you?re standing in front of my face Oh, yeah, You must be mine How did I let you get away [Raekwon] Leave it up to the most high