just Back it up, back, back it up nuh Fling it up, fling, fling it up nuh Shake it up, shake, shake it up nuh Jiggle it up, jiggle, jiggle it up nuh (
Syke, Thug Life baby The return of the mashers, you know how we do it Hahaha! [2Pac] Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble My closest road dog it
it in the back trunk You know that old school bitch she like to get it funked And spitting motherfuckers by the seems My grand daddy Mr. AR-15 By the
while I pass through times And all thes back stabbers be watchin Just keep it plain I'm a keep it the same partner Just take it the simple game
and came back, I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack Thugin' is in my spirit I'm lost and not knowing scar'd up but still flowing
can protect us from all evil we have to carry it with us everyday show it inna di street and your life same way all a di people gwaan give you back what
Fucking mistletoe over the world that stuck my ass up under it now pucker Up them lips and kiss it hoes Here we go Bad and Evil so you know how this'll
chin up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin
get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm
dope addict, and his ex-wife how they go at it Man I'd hate to have it, as bad as that Mr. Mathers claims he had it I can't imagine it, that little rich
kids set the glock With a ferocity, seemin as it's inbread While I stated innocent, but stressing it You sure that it was decolit, It could of been
head Then let it nap up Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up Clean all the crap up out my city Now the whole block look shitty Put his dick
man, what it look like?" "Hey, my man, what it look like?" {deeper voice} "Hey, my man, what it look like?" {high-pitched voice} "Hey, my man, what it
Mr. Flash broke his word And now he's got to pay For his crimes and his lies and his evil ways And it's gonna get rough And it's gonna get rough It's
witness I call it habit You call it a verbal sickness Damagin with a quickness Describe the feelin while I rip you apart I get evil in the day but even
Devil (Just The Devil) Block It Out And Keep It Movin' I'm Evil And This Pussy That I'm Pursuin' Gimme The Bible Yes I Need It Cuz Tecca Nina'z In Ruin
to witness I call it have it You call it a verbal sickness Damagin with a quickness Describe the feelin while I rip you apart I get evil when the day
his head, don't call me back! [Kaliko:] Do you wanna light tonight? Put your lighters up to the sky. Wanna hit it once or twice? Put your lighters way up