ready? Give all of your money If you truly believe Act now to reserve your seat Are you ready? Send all of your money Give me all of your money The
got a ruger on my hip You aint gotta like or love me but you gone respect me You need a fifth and 2 clips to try and check me 12 in the afternoon we
we pullin' up in big Escalades. [Wish Bone:] All paid 4, money on the wood so its no car note. [Layzie Bone:] We far from broke, thats all know, so you
me? Big cheddar, melt little cheese [CHORUS x4] Still ain't velveeta to me I be the microphone master, crashin' your party Clownin' up in veils, drunk with Bacardi You better get your
Shorties wettin me, check out her body, uhh Throw up your hands like it's your birthda, mommy Let's celebrate, now I got her girlfriends behind me Now
brush These thirty-two teeth Will give your ass grief Bite you like a fat burger if you got beef So whose it gonna be, your favourite MC Your scared of
: Yeah what you need? Yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh No fries Excuse me? No fries man Oh, well must be out then Alright then give me a
: Uhh... Uhh, yeah Won't stop niggaz "Somehow the rap game remind me of the crack game" -- [Nas] Jigga! Feel me People, told ya motherfuckers, told
the curb (the curb) Go on get your friends baby girl Im likin (like it) when you swerve (you swerve) Tell me can u drive a stick If not (if not) can you learn (you learn) Coz you comin on me like bitch the first time Give me your birthdate and your
and giving us shit Radio won't play the unk fay thought they wanted rap To advance but they ont day when I die imma aunt hay Every industry faggot who giving money
there's still no remedy You got me for a grip do you call yourself kin of me? Jealousy envy I see it in your eyes Tell me what's wrong with seeing a black
: [Redman] This is WKYA, We Kickin Yo' Ass radio All you motherfuckers out there that wanna get down with the pound put your motherfuckin pounds up,
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
Hey you know me bitch nigga, I'm all of that Hit your broad with a big dick, didn't call her back Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was
we pullin up in bid Escalades -Wish Bone- All paid 4, money on the wood so its no car note. -Layzie Bone- We far from broke, thats all know, so you better
me see my pastor but I don?t go 'Cause they all be on this one street So I take it on myself to thank him one deep And give my money to the most needy
your motherfuckin' mind Bringin' it back like this here 1-9-9-1 all the way to the 1-9-9-4 and they me Face My mind was playin' tricks on me
Y'all niggas ain't never heard of me Like that song called Shit Me Ain't too fly for a ki, lemme get that price to me Hit me on my cell phone 44368 Posted
