trauma, blunt You play the back bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag
in it I make the loot loop It's cop and blow, nigga, that's all I know I make the loot loop As fast as I spend it, I'm tryin' to get back in it I make
can make a rhyme comlicated as a puzzle Dangerous and as violenl as a pit bull in a muzzle But this record is for radio s-t-e-r-e-o It not to be banned
Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the house Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah (verse one) You go on and on and you don't stop Got sticky
lifestyle might not make it, President got em' in the White House naked, Looked at the clock and it say right now, Get a pound break it down, blow it
like, like it's 2012 You know that it doesn't matter as long as we got each other Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up, it ain't the end of the world,
Shit, I go, Wayne go, Ice on a white T I make a snow angel Y'all niggas squares, but aint got no angle My shit's so tight you can get strangled It's Young
his father's eyes And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie He looks around the room Innocently overlooks the truth Shouldn't a light go on? Doesn't
It's like I wanna spit something written But keep forgetting So I guess it's from the heart from the start Played my part Seemed like I just wasn't reaching
a millionaire? Me, and you ain't got no more life lines You a snitch nigga fightin' crime, go ahead and tell the police 'Cause every move you make, I
You go to sleep you wake up you do it again And there's a beat you make up inside of your head And every street's a river be born or be dead We are all
son, I'm gonna make you a star" Bo Diddley said, "Uh, what's in it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth son Play the guitar and you just wait and see"
[Swizz Beats] Go Go 'head Go go go 'head Go go go go go go 'head Go go go go go go 'head Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy
cap you like Old Yeller You're just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller It's all about the Pentiums, baby It's all about the Pentiums, baby It's
, it's all about the Washingtons, that's right You want White Castle? Need White Castle? Long as you got me it won't be no hassle You want it, well get it
's history Cocaine cocaine China bright, snow white Rolled to a rave And steal a mother fucker's glow light Keep my dough right Man these white lines
, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast
gun, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast