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Turk] God damn!!! ([B.G.] They hollerin') What's that smell? [B.G.] That's that nigga who will never get well [Turk] God damn!!! What's that smell? [B.G.] That's
take it on down Uptown in '97, it's the place to be They packin M-11's nigga and 223 Erase faces all day, AKs get sprayed That's how it be goin down around
hittin' bitches where it's most needed money and weed Alazay and Hennesse To my Thug niggas in lock down witness me bail on these ho's in floss
rum. I tried to cope loc but my family's broke And my pocket's short so now I gotta sling dope. In a game filled with pain it's a fuckin' shame, The
where we climbed the tower, this is where she fell Then when her young heart stopped beating, I went to hell Oh... This house is haunted Oh... Ha.... Oh... This house is haunted Ho
Tony Tone, Old Mo And the troublemakers in the house For these funky productions, and yo K-Chill's in the house, too, so bus tickets, G 'Cause it's all
nut, highed as fuck The party's jumpin', the place is packed And then we stroll to the back and roll a sack Where it's at y'all, hit the mat y'all Grab
: (Uhh, hell yea man, hm, oh fuck yeah When I'm not at home, beating my shit to death I'm listening to the Madd Rapper's album This is Ken Kaniff, and
this The needle's on the wax for all the suicidalists "Oh, I'm a ho so I don't have to kill" "I just educate minds to reality" "Uh, oh shit damn that's
t changin' shit Fuck censorship I say suck my dick Back to back with a ho and a bitch And all y'all suckas can suck my balls And if I'm goin' to hell,
a half a mil The block is on fire, yea it's hotter than a oven I'll bring you to my hood, niggas gettin shot for nothing Yea your house is on my wrist
president, a white America, I'm tearing ya A new ass ho', who's the nigga with the new black Strolling to your suburb house and I douse with gas Now who's
ladies I think it's time that I tell the truth I been dissin' females since my early youth But you know that's a drag and there's no doubt Cause females
the motherfuckin' joint! As far as moms bust her in her goddamn head! Dumb bitch, that's the reason we're going up in there! She don't know what the fuck she's
your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth "Oh-ho-ho don't go that way Roudolf thats the ghettoo. Ho-ho, those boys and girls don't deserve anything." [Background
it motherfucker Drive down my street And stare at the folks who can't make end's meat You don't know now but that's the plan Most people in Hell were
him in the head with a Billy Willy, Willy, watch your mouth And fuck the south Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo What's up bitch, ah, what's up ho
