The last hardcore MC's.. were working on a cure .. that would END the pestilence.. why? I like the death I *LIKE* the misery I LIKE THIS WORLD!!!!!
game. I ain't new to it, will I got that bang in my veins. And I'm true to it, all I know is bang 'em and came. So get use to it, validation now I'm with
is blue... I (Fuck It) Don't look like I'm crazy do I? Can you feel me? (I gave everything I could give) What more can I say to you?... I Talk until
And I'm on the streets with it [x2] See where I come from, you gotta be about it. And if you want it (want it) we come and see about it. Okay, uhh, it
Blue Whip Carolina Blue20'z Carolina Blue Seats Carolina Blue Ice Carolina Blue Bike Carolina Blue Lites Carolina Blue Jerzey Carolina Blue Gators All Fukk It
real, for real... [Daz Dillinger] "It's like candy, candy!" Get it how you want it Whip it, twist it, pop your whip up on the corner While I, taadow,
DOGG POUND) {Chorus: Snoop Dogg (Snoopy Collins)} (I luv it!) The way the homies come through all blue nigga what y'all wanna do? (I luv it!) We got
what ya do & don't be ashamed I got all my game from her sometimes I have to wonder how I keep from goin' under I'm a cold muthafucka I fall to my knees
more suitable Cause I'm the brother that makes black so beautiful I ain't slippin or down with a head trip I'm talkin to all the Bloods and all the Crips
the Yard" I-N-S spit monster bars, flip long regards My click dons bitch, y'all are frauds I get it in like Tim off the glass Slamming my name, I'm like
do it different 'round here, that's right But we sure do it good, and we do it all night So if you really want to know how it feels To get off the road
without y'all I caught my menses in Benzes that out y'alls See how it feel when your friends be without y'all I been doin' it, coke I been movin' it
grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want no trouble but the
of shits Styles guns my Uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin' ton Bucking down one, bucking down two Bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black
all shattered, and the body was all battered Eb F Gm American roulette, stake your life upon it. Eb F Gm American
from the hood, I hope ya (Got yourself a gun) You want beef I hope ya (Got yourself a gun) And when I see you I'ma take what I want So you tried to front