can't comprehend your stupidity, miscalculation Word to obstetricians show your crews anhiliation Predicted, Brains get evicted, Fuckin with me kid Bullets lift your lid And watch your weak kool aid heart
your forehead, neck and mouth Don't give a fuck about your set or the pants you sag Then rush a hospital and bank ya if you don't check out A cold
Übersetzung: Ice-T. Check Your Heart.
Cent You Heard Me Irv I don't believe you let that nigga talk You fat cupcake eatin' mothafucka I'll fuck you up nigga Fuckin' punk ass nigga Don't nobody
one! Huh, nigga whut? [Verse 2: Ice-T] It's '98, playa, check your game Make sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heed at arms, reached,
, aaight? Check this out: Lemme hear you say, "Pussy ain't nuttin' but meat on the bone Suck it or fuck it or leave it alone!" [they all repeat] Say "Pussy ain't
-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out
me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck or get your motha fuckin chimp check. Once again, it's your
Vibrating my bed, Tingling in my leg, Yeah [Chorus:] I don't know what to do My heart burns cold without you, I don't know what to do Your love's got
Original Bad Boy on the case, cover your face Came in the place blowed, and sprayed Puffy with Mase I laced the weed with insect repellant, better check
spark an idea Figure you can diss me to jump start your career I punch you in your fuckin chest 'til your heart kicks in gear (bitch) And fuck your underground
blahbity bloo blah!" I ain't hear a word you said, "hipidy hooblah!" Is that a tank top, or a new bra? Look, Snoop Dogg just got a fuckin' boob job! Didn't
overdrive, some don't survive I need some 'Therapy' but ain't nobody helpin' me These bitches think I'm crazy I'm fallin', I hear the demons callin' [
roll with, Expensive paintings on your wall, gimme that Ain't no slacking, time ain't a factor I'mma get it all Used to ball with your niggas Now I'm
: (feat. Raekwon, Malice) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a
who bribe to kill us, and we pay for a tab Don't matter what size the bill is We don't need your support, wack speech your thought Just to rhyme my shit
