just like Sister Ray said Play on Cecil's got his new piece He cocks and shoots between three and four He aims it at the sailor Shoots him down dead
a, dice game Im a casino man Hustla for life, u hear the lingo and Find me covered in ice like Encino Man Only one missing is Pachino man...Get it?
man (Lil Jon), D-D-Dammit man (Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man Dammit man (Lil Jon), D-D-Dammit man (Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man [
man in my image and the black man was first The scientific explanation, yea I made man out of dirt [Ras Kass] But how can a man be first, when its the
can't frame me [x3] Can't make ah jail me You can't frame me [x3] You can't Dem wan see me dead fi bawl who ray who ray Dat na go gwan today today AAAAA
beach wit Tamiko My gun bullet hollow for you to swallow Blowin the nozzle, hear it whistle One in the head, this is code red, man for dead X amount of
wanna get in I do a lot of things hopin' I never had to fit in So tryin' to keep up with my progress is like a dead end My girl love me but fuck it,
Bad Boy in' the house for the '95 Big shout out to my man Mel Smith My man Don Cee San in' the house What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo? Sick of mama
tools on me, Get the screwface, Flowers for the dead, Here's a bouquet, L.V.s nigga on every suitcase, Y.M. nigga it's a new day, We the champions nigga hoo-ray
front door A man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??) Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room But it doesn't end hear, the man
, you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll stain the carpet Oh man, don't you know you'll stain the carpet Ain't that just like sister ray said I'm
And all my hoe's say Pimp me daddy Hey Captain, ain't you glad pimpin' ain't dead? Yeah, one time I thought the pimpin' was dead man All the bitches
team then I ditch ya'll, late in Hey man ya'll just fakin, and cheap hoes love a nigga like H&M Rich hoes love a nigga like Ray-Bans I don't know what
and maim niggas up Check your strap, they mangle us and pick us up Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three seconds To break out before you resemblin' a dead man
in the front room, roaches in the back Junkie's in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far 'Cause a man with a tow
it super tight like pants in SoHo I'm 'bout my dough, hoe, so don't play with my bread Man, I be tryin' to stop the violence nowadays so it's dead I
I'm with Del Ray, so fuck, don't fade me Let me him man, you're finna kick the can "Come on, bitch, man. You're getting ready to die anyway. Bitch
know what to do These are my homeboys, vato See, are home right here is all we have, man I love them and they love me back, man Well I guess I'm a bad