rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn But now I'm up against some mo' shit Because the five-o's done jumped in my face with some hoe shit Tried to
brother don't fuck with him They shot 'em both so, I was like fuck it then Called up the hommies im ready, nigga jump me in Hopped in the G Ride, same one
home of the brave Here's to frank hit in some bar In picturesque brooklyn heights And here's to a friend who jumped in front of a train At seven o'clock one
work your chocha, like that You make me wanna get to know ya, like that Y'all ain't gotta go home but ya gotta get the hell up outta here Three o'clock
the hawk is out Seated low Tahoe, beat it when the dark is out I'm outside of the line and I'm actin' a fool Like a three o'clock bully, waitin' after
s get dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty I'ma let my pump go early, from Thursday to Thursday Eight o'clock in the morning That's why we go out on
gonna sing this song Crawl [scratch] I gotta get that funk Female funk I tell you about a freak that I met Short got heat when the funk got wet She's the one
ain't been answering your calls, but shit, let me explain- It's because times been hard, been runnin around trynna find a job I hear my phone ringing in the morning, 9 o'clock
alarm Leave the dance before she causes some harm I go out the backdoor with a hard bone Look at the clock and then I start to zone Got to the hive, no one
negotiator, layin out the rules In a tight compromise salute, road-block with troops Underwater's not to shoot, but they break ya vertebrae with boots Ten o'clock
for life (girl) You know we widdit LAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission [Styles] Whateva, what you got, let's bounce, it's twelve o'clock Let's blaze the thai, jump
honey-dipped spliff, black mental cause continental drift One whiff of Pow, you gets my divine stiff Brick rock, late night, hear the tick-tock of my clock
see the prince Prince no prince works for me im running the show Work for me and at 12 o clock midnight you'll be working 42nd street O my god I was totally
I said hello dear I was just about to call you I got a couple tickets to the Run DMC concert I'm wit it It's 6 O'clock now at eight will you be ready
and them riot in Long Beach Them rion in they Lakers and don't really wanna see Niggaz start to loot and police start to shoot Lock it down at seven o'clock
trying to hear you hata's sucking on sickles We living it up in two double oh sizzle One to your maybro, unto your day go Why I'm the one to drink you
when I twisted the lid of the Olde E And see E-A-R-double-O-E... ... ... (??) Where my motherfuckering siccmade jacket at 'cause that's the only one I
t give a fuck (Look at the grill on my pimp mobile) Look at the grill Old grill smile, wiling out up in the VIP The club close at five 'o'clock, we pulling