it's gettin' harder and harder to do this thang without slappin' somebody, man jackin' somebody, man twenty five lacerations to the man and put it back
C Me, hahah (You Can't C Me) I know it's hard nigga, i'm all up in your face But you still Can't C Me (You Can't C Me) All up in your range, but niggas
it slow, AHHH! TALK LIKE A SOLDIER, "ATTEN-TION! PARADE REST!" Reville in this fo-fo That C-P to that E-P to that D-E-C Lotta fuckin' soldiers want to
you heard about me But a bitch cant get a clud up out of me I drive a cadilac wear a perm cuz im a g And im a motherfuckin C.R.I.P [Snoop Dogg] I dont
then I suggest we go under my suite Get a knock and ill none of talking and turn back my sheets Get a radio and put one one of C.C.s beats Then lay your
funk e merenghe nessuno si offende se ballo un po boogie woogie hard house future funk in freestyle te li danzo nel qua Ballo a tempo di reggae rub?a?dub samba calypso e drum?n?bass c
Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac
E, C-P-T, the O.G. And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand I
H.S le rap c'est le carnaval ou la wesh ya ceux qui lechent ceux qui avalent On sait pas jouer a part avec le feu engager on a la haine flot A.M.G 9-
) Hello? (Yeah, c?mon) Good morning? Hello? (H-e-l-l-o, h-e-l-l-o, h-e-l-l-o?) Hello? (H-e-l-l-o, h-e-l-l-o, h-e-l-l-o?) Hello? (H-e-l-l-o, h-e-l-l-o,
on that thing, there is no need for a remix It's CiCi, T.P. we be T-H-E B-E-S-T I, R-I-P every M.C. on late that's OMG, I stop that beat so I can speak
on that thing, there is no need for a remix It's CiCi, T.P. we be T-H-E B-E-S-T I, R-I-P every M.C. On their S-O-N-G I stop that beat so I can speak one
: R-E-S-P-E-C-T Give your girl respect, It's ya girl Ciara Futuristic And them Corner Boys, thats right -Verse 1- Listen, First of all change your tone
rep that A-P-T's Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy I'm that international boy, Flo-Rida fo' sho boy Triple C's the second, I get it fo' low, boy We trillin
out? well it ain't easy it's E.V.E hoe you can't see me (T.I.) I'm the KING and you can't deny me It's T.I.P niggaz beta not try me (Eve) B B Bitches
up like a Lambo Go slow, go fast like a Lambo Oh she looks like a Lambo, like a Lambo Baby body bangin harder than a Lambo Baby put her hands up like
give da jays wat dey pay For go go get way from me I'm so icey entertainment p o s s den I say g u c c I m a n e la flare U dun heard bout me I'm mr perfect
