bright B.B., you're the boss You're the boss You're the boss You're the boss You're the boss Yes, you're the boss, baby You pay the cost Well, yes,
sure that I can please you, but first, I gotta read you... Ooh, boy, you lookin' like you like what you see; Won't you come over and check up on it? (
a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho! Wanna see the wicked? Better know what you're in for! First, the fan side could be forgiven ? you didn't know!
over your will [Sen Dog] BUSTERS GET SLAYED...! [B-Real] ...when you fuck around with Real Take time to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes (Tellin' you hoes) You
cause we're about to storm you like shitty weather (Chorus: B-Real & Sen Dog) (B-Real) I can see what you see what you asked for it has to be You set
niggas can you feel me(I gave you we taking over) I'm so hood And It you're not from here you can walk it out If You don't know what I'm talking about
Chorus] [Lil Jon: repeat 2X] You scared, you scared You scared motherfucker you scared You scared (you scared) you scared (you scared) You scared motherfucker you scared (you
you But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you Man, you got the power to do anything you want to Until you ask yourself, "Is that
York For you rappers, I carry the cross [Nas] Y'all can keep y'all weak beats, from your corny producers There's a new king of the streets, you're gonna
bypass Bitch you better buy a pass and you better have the cash When you in my town you got to see me to buy a pass Number one rule, think B.I.G.
I just want to say I remember when [B.o.B.:] Well, it?s B to the O, O to the B You know it?s the flow, you know that it?s me, I flow to this beat As
ma tell you how the shit gon' C (gon' C) Now if I wasn't rappin motherfucker y'all be starvin on my nuts without bucks like Marvin You can't sleep, you
your eight point sun Hold tight grip on the +God-U..Now+ you best be careful! Can't dodge two (??) aimed at your domepiece +Father-U-C-King+ police!! [
juked by undercovers You wonder why so many niggaz out there sellin crack because police allow that They add that to their paper stack, aiyyo People are you
you all my love If you treat me right baby, ooooooooooh [Bun B:] Girl anything you wishin I can make it come true Have you lookin like a million dollars when you
, I know you guys are the heads of You know, your own families, you know But I brought a few friends And you know, to let you guys know When you step
'em a criminal rhythm, the lyrical nympho Wanna see the wicked? Better know what you're in for First, the fan side could be forgiven, you didn't know
this nigga we pump slugs in frames That's the type of dude you're listenin to Soft to you for a minute then I'm trippin with you And since you want it