ja 'nen Tinitus bei dies'm Larm! Sag blo?! Arsch hoch, Arm hoch, Glas hoch, A, B! C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y
slabs and cocaine So the feds wanna search us like arabs boardin' tha planes I'm in tha range switchin' lanes Reminscin' on cans and sardines And car dreams I'm
step, front step, back, and turn. TRACY Oh my god, Penny, there's Link, Link! I can't believe I'm really here auditioning! PENNY I can't believe I'm really
: I seen the tallest mountains I've drank your finest wine I've been your soldier of fortune I bend to down to my last dime Now it's mind over matter
I'm on the shore From a sea that almost came There's no time to find the time I've done what has to be done I've done what has to be done I've done what
wit the wrong nigga.. [2Pac] My seductive introduction be specific, still elusive but exclusive's what I give you when I kick it, and I'm still lifted
a nigga nature") I realize, that I'm feelin it Cause that's a thug nature Though sometimes I can deal with it I realize, I'm feelin it Love and hate,
time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see when I open up Baby girl, fuckin you now before I blow up You know what? I
And as the glock loads, I gotta teach hoes Reach hoes, make em feel a nigga when I'm mashin Now I'm surpassin any assassin [Chorus 2X] [Tupac]
be deceased I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesis Am I reachin your brain? Nigga how can I explain? How vicious this Thug motherfucker came When I die, I
repeat people I'm tryin to tell you. [Dramacydal] Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin greenery Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this
split the Red Sea I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly -- Babylon beware Comin from the Pharoahe's kids, retaliation Makin legends off
bitch made niggas, I'm comin for you Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga You touch me I'm at you I know you motherfuckers think
I'm a legend Do Thug Niggas go to heaven? I'm rollin with the thorough heads We gettin ghost on them hoes and yo I got no love for the five-oh I'm runnin
know what I'm saying 'cause we straight gangstas know what I'm saying And, it goes down nigga know what I'm saying I don't know what the fuck y'all niggas
: (feat. M.O.P.) [M.O.P Intro] Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga Whoo.. The Smoke of New York Get up, Come On! Ah! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to
yeah, I'm 'bout that! I put a hole in a nigga; yeah, I'm a 'bout that! Paper stacks bricks flip; yeah, I'm 'bout that! That I-95 trip I'm 'bout that! [
your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme