say Keep on a rock'n me baby Keep on a rock'n me baby Keep on a rock'n me baby Keep on a rock'n me, rock'n me, rock'n Baby, baby, baby Keep on a rock
feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days So many changed on me, so many tried to plot That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop? Til God return me
may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy, You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy, You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray, You may call me anything
t be bucking on my Bone When someone's home and never play to me And pray to me, can't play with me So label me a runaway slave And "Cest la vie"! Murda
shotgun Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me? Y'all say you real, then we'll see Will you ride for me? Will you die for me? If I pop somebody,
: Intro 1-5: Bone-Thugz-N-Harmony [Intro 1] (Just) Bone and Biggie Biggie We gonna rock the party Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (repeat 3X) Rock the
on my horse named White Boy John Rock the side of that bitch great mexican song Ass hanging off the brunt don't ever look at me wrong And my heart beats
Many men have died, from playing games from what they feel inside Brawl with it in me, put it on my enemy Be warned, defending me, like killing off a
) They understand and support us (I ain't goin' out) Theodore (Uh-huh!) [Ghostface Killah] Eh-yo! Stark edition, rock Christian's The crystalized rock
you listen to me? No! I don't mess with guns Yes in my travels I have seen one No, being a runaway is no fun But house rules sure were not fun Something told me
say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D. You made me,now your kids rave me I rap about the life that the city streets gave me Murder,intrigue,somebody
me son? Like Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, droppin' my game My dogs be, rockin' them chains, poppin' the
with teeth marks like a shark do Niggaz dick-ride by the carpool, Gods rule If I could own rocks, got me toxy at the bar stool Me and my girl boost the
] [Verse Three: Killer Mike] Uh-huh, whattup? Tell you somethin bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n
for K-Ci (Baby you got it) Now baby take it off for me (Baby you got it) So baby take it off take it off (Baby you got it) Can you make me hard cause
loner my saddle horn rubs right and yo it's givin me a boner I got thoughts of Annie Oakley but that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me
Sayin, "Please, don't fall in this game!" We're all in a gang It's like the ghetto, got me trapped with a ball and a chain To them crack rocks I swallow
some gangsta shit Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-