(feat. Rock & Ruste Juxx) [Sean Price] My son got a gun, I say shoot, that's where the gat'll spray Make these faggot niggaz go that a way, run Your
man you got beef with me I got the semi on me motherfucker you'll see Devil 'round the corner [50 Cent] Is that my dawg, that slap that cat? Now how
: (After the smoke is done) Yo Yeah (Tang-o-Phonics) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what (Number one) Slap fire outcha monkey ass niggas (After
: In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables Dog
a monkey fish I got a funky fish I got a pig log dig dog Turkey log Corny Cobb Bag dang ding dong Slap a dappy wiggy wam Sex Cow ! Barnyard Stomp All
deck Them bitches at attention when the king on set Hey, hey, we got them G's on deck Hey, and hit the deck when the king on set [Verse 1: T.I.] Slap
You sit and scream at all the scandal That put the monkey on your back Don't put your idols on a mantel You'll only want your money back Don't slap
are Ask about me pimp, 'tana be killin the guitar Old enough to know better but young enough to not care I get active - might slap a bitch with my hair
'm lyin to you You got to understand what this young pimp will say Cause right about now, it ain't no time for play Now watch me slap ya ass wit dicks
can muscle Wu? It's a foot race, who can out-hustle who? Hip hop junkie flunky, monkey see, monkey do Great minds connect like mobster rings Sit back
In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey Butane in my veins, and I'm out to cut the junkie With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables Dog
boss, that's what I are Accidentally pimped, tryna be killing the guitar Not young enough to know better, but young enough to not care I get acting, might slap
[Intro: Redman] Gilla House niggas Check it out ('Cause I like it!) [Verse 1: Redman] Yo! I'm Ghetto Fab, hungry Beastie Boy with (Brass Monkey) Humphey
freak it in the line But it don't seems to matter 'cause my shit get fatter and fatter I'll do the funk in your face and it slaps ya How does it feel
you, fuck you, fuck you [Hook x2] [Too $hort] Well pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb It's about time somebody checked you, you bitch ass punk I heard you slapped
money mercenaries, think you can muscle Wu? It's a foot race, who can out-hustle who? Hip hop junkie flunky, monkey see, monkey do Great minds connect
(after the smoke is done) yo Yeah (wu-tang you'll find is number one) yeah, what, what, who wanna do it, what (number one) Slap fire outcha monkey ass
Ain't yo bidness, how I act Ain't yo bidness, don't get slapped Ain't yo concern, what we do Less you want yo, face slapped too Ain't yo bidness, how