you'd do anything just to reach our door but I won't be there how does it feel the house on the hill you'd give anyone just to reach our door and i
Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit Nigga im [?] G-UNIT [Verse 1: Young Buck] We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage, the
m dippin' with that Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like
told Deb, on the moped CiCi Vet on the beach steps give me slow neck She's lyin', she be on X She's tired, she a house wreck (that's right) Don't buy
it ain't about the money I live on the west coast in the city that's sunny I got a big house where my family lives I'm out of town playing shows every
I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in. Huffin, puffin, blow your house in. Huffin, puffin, blow your house in. Huffin and a puffin and I'll blow your house
the dew on the grass up early in the morning takin' out the trash feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser one on
cans are gonna make us win We shall defend our island On the land and on the sea We shall fight them on the beaches On the hills and in the fields We
But She Freakin Wit Fo' Shit If You Was Tryin To Be Fly I Suggest Try A Little More Nigga [Hook] [Verse 2:] Who Ya Ever Seen Under Thirty This Fly Playa House South Beach
The lab gettin Crack Music to the public Young, fly cat with the sick flow So lemme buy you a drink then we get low Already see your "house of passion
Side For all my homies with the eight tray wigs (ride on) And all the playas in the '79 Coupes (ride on) For all of my gang affiliates in tha hoppin' '
a book on his book was how to cook At my house we play out back, thats how I shattered shields At my house we play out back, the dirty battlefield This
down on the beach homeboyz throw your cut off cacks on There's hundreds of notches in bikinis to get your mack on Then we'll slide on up to some bar they
on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on Verse 2 Here come the
done unfold let me come down with a wood Momo thats the wood wheel, Ima pop a pill house on the hill, got my mind on a mill on a mission tryin to get
' on 'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me (Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's
