for the moment, live for the moment tonight girl we should fuck, fuck, fuck tonight girl we should fuck, fuck, fuck tonight girl we should fuck, fuck, fuck tonight girl we should fuck, fuck
we from the bottom You heard me New York? [Tony Yayo:] New York City whats up? [50 Cent:] We from the gutter [Tony Yayo:] We takin' over [Funkmaster Flex:] Heres what we
cuttin' Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin' Rockin' on 'till the break of dawn We gettin' cold money; this time IT'S ON! Rock on .................
... rock, we rockin to this And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck
is the city- City that we come from Cleveland is the city that we come from Cleveland is the city- City that we come from [Verse 1: Krayzie] Nigga wuz
bringing that AK Better walk, then we even When I leave and flees to Cleveland Now, murder 'em and rest in peace So goodbye. We're shutting it down And now we
(new world order) If we get our shit together Bitches ain't nothin we none Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know we gettin our shit
the love of cheese, Movin' thangs in the nine-five, rollin' with Ruthless, thuggin' with my niggas from the Clair, And we smokin' them green leaves, fuck
looking back, putting it all on the line Don't give a fuck, bring the rough one time And I think we should all get down and busy Say the four word and
no license Fuck if your feeling me as long as yo wife is No one in my city got a pocket like drizzy I can rock fendi jeans cause my credit card skinny
: Fucker Yeah Oh Shit, It's The Evil Genius Green Lantern Yeah A Yo Em Ha Ha What We Call This Shit Right Here The Invasion You Have Part One U Got
through three sixes No, we ain't the devil, where ya llama, dick? Can't stand the other side, niggas know we rich, we color guys Loose up your mother,
We're the ones going Home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again I started fuckin' running As soon as my feet touched the ground We're
kids how the story should go [Interlude: Little Russ] Yeah money, that's it, yeah money, that's it This is Little Russ in the house Rock that shit homey, rock
about straight trickin Mother fuck a bitch, hoe get your heels kickin And all you niggas out there that don't like me Fuck you! fuck what you're goin through, fuck
had the spinner from his Dayton's in his hand Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice
Devil Say we like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party You like to party, rock
black eyes? Nothin, you done already told his punk-ass twice [Ali] D, E, R, R, T, Y (we back, we back, we back) We all we got, yo, know I want y'all