J Phizzle, what's good baby, (uh) yeah Fuck with' ya boy, Zhia what's good baby, Bruno Soft Boy, let's go It's like, oh, oh, oh I got it from papi chulo
: (Flaminio Maphia feat. Max Pezzali) Dentro alle vene gli scorre il rap Il loro cuore batte in rima Supereroi, super b-boy Dall?alto osservano la citta
twenty-million things wrong wit you but they don't know that. They just see, you know, what they see and if, if you refuse 'em an autograph, "Oh Eminem
: (feat. F.R.) F.R.: Ich bin hoch wie ein Sicherheitstrackt, so wie Gewitter bei nacht. Oh now, wir schie?en von oben die Blitze herab. So wie Amor
spot Heard you got red tops out, and I want a lot" Shirley fainted dead on the spot Two ushers slipped eighty dollars right out the pot Oh shit! [Raekwon
the weed Smoke Fest '99 burn something to the beat *Tash in background* Damn man, y'all came all the way from where, man? "All the way from Mobile, Alabama." Oh
like Office Max Branch house with the horse to match Pink gems, with the cross attached, hit you then I toss the mack So, G?s up, niggas get your B?s
You tell him play this heerre, until the speakers blow (Justin Timberlake: birthdays pick a place, baby we could go) Yeah, I like yo Air Max (Max), they
your hands out my pocket You don't want just blow, blow The only bird I get wit' more is the doe-doe They be like oh, oh It's what they screamin' from
: (feat. B-Real, Outkast, Phil the Agony) [Tash] Smoke this blunt Yo, everybody grab a seat, welcome to Smoke Fest '99 I'm glad you all could make it
get out my way! Stay up on to that boy, it's twelve points in your face (uhh) Shawty get out my way! (Uh-oh!) Shawty get out my way! Stay up on to that
around with Quilly I kick a bone out yo' ass quick Watch out now, I ain't bullshittin I representin the oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-G's from forty-three goddamnit
rendezvous Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through That other shit, makes them other ship, flip funk ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh
again another zone is gone MCs try to step they get lit and blown At the end the lights go out so before they do I'm a L-B-C on through,stayin true
hop hop hop hop hop hop hopscotch watch Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at ol' girl She got a BIG ass! (Yo man, sic her.) Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you doin? I'm doin fine. Oh
stud, you ain't know? I wanna go bang, I said, bang-o, bang-oh bang-oh or bojangle jingle jangle on the jaw Hip-hip, hooray, oh now you wanna be all
Shawty get out my way! Stay up on to that boy, it's twelve points in your face (uhh) Shawty get out my way! (Uh-oh!) Shawty get out my way! Stay up on
tats on me Leave the show when there was rats on me Black diamonds like it's bats on me And girls stickin to me like it's tax on me Swag turned up to max
