by 2:23 and some ozzies I got a gang of B.G. to work the shit for me A team with a little Terrance and a little g Alfred, Onry and Billy Crazy phat, and
x [Ms. Tee] Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is [B.G.] T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers 9 millimeters, glock, pump Ride guns, all that start funk
Let's face it, there's no replacement Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted Funk Doctor
Harald Stift aka Sir Kiffalot oder einfach will Spliff, yo! Nennt mich Billy the Hit oder Pimp Eastwood, den Terence Skill, den Jesse Fame oder Lucky Loop; den Captain Hook, den Peter Plan oder Forrest Funk
: feat. C-Bone, Slimm Calhoun, T-Mo) [Big Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about Gangsta
say you ready for war, so I'm about to take flight nigga Dott Dogg, fuck all y'all I never liked niggas Break mics quicker than Billy the Kid pulled triggas
: Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job I guarantee hardcore funk for three months Warranty within
you select Yo E, load me in your gun, light the flares Give me forty-eight bars, and I go out like gays at Billy Bear Wear and tear, I'm wreckin for the
: Hey..Hey...Hey...Uh...Hey...Hey...Hey [Billy Bats] Laissez tomber les mecs le sud reste reste le best, Les putes testent mais restent a terre,je
the roll It's the pop, it's the soul It's the funk the hip-hop Oh DJ don't you stop It's the hits, it's the flops Billie Jean and She Bop It's the cream
[Big Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
toasters in your chest will make your shit hollow How's about them apples, oh is it too hard to swallow? Push your wig back, word to Big Moot and Bolo Billy
man to death Punk police tryna hide behind your badge Always tryin' arrest somebody All we gotta do is beat him with the Billy club Here I come, I comin
for 60 days 60 days, layin in the shade And on top of that I'm stone cold paid Packed the trunk of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now what's my
go Now, we got the Phila-Del-Phi why not top it off with an A? The Philadelphiadic rhythmatic way I'm straight from Philly Silly but rugged then a hill-billy
Shorty No Mas] Can I kicks it? I kicks it for the others so I kick it for you I gotta nag a dog and note to Billy - I gets down Sound's got a lot I got
wid it If you're havin' second thoughts, well then forget it, see I dig in my crates, I don't per-pa-trates I got shit sewn, like Billy Bath gate Beware
you that funky funky ass shit That you gots to fuck with, uh So stand back cause I don't want my funk to rub off On your silly billy ass, yeah you too
