by they tight pp Wanting pc but all they get is good dick or four clips For loose lips, by the jungle flise Suck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses
van from St. Agnes?s choir There?s a nun out there changing a tire By the time they got by her, tempers were out of control So they all hit the gas
] Everywhere we go, downtown or to a show We have two necessities, charlie mack and our limo He's feared by suckers yet he's loved by kids Pay attention
head, took the bread and the lamb spread Little Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number
hustlin like illegal Soon as you get it, hot SKIRT, like for them people Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto' End up in Miss Taylor backyard
Pigeon John) [Lateef The Truth Speaker - Verse One] When you first walked in and I saw you at the bar or somethin' I ain't really wanna holler or nothin
talk shit now, and then you know the gun go BLAO I aint scared of the law, naw Ima bout to go to war, what it is nigga, win lose or draw I never get caught
holding it down [Trae] I'm still low behind tints, swanging to Southwest A lot of shit on my mind, still living the stretch Screw-U I miss you, ain't
governs the law of physics isn't it fractals spiral nebula evolutional by ratio cut and paste mixing musical pieces of human misery can we save the planet by
flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff Run
't a thing sweet about me I earn my respect, and I was born to wreck Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's
house to house You don't have to pay the usual admission If you're a cook, a waiter or a good musician So if you happen to be just passin' by Stop in
we still trapped in the square City light, got me buggin and trife Some die by the gun, some die by the knife It's alright, like a game of spades I'm
my dog Homies cause were down by law Homies everything that we are Homies yeah thats my dog Homies yeah thats my dog Homies cause were down by law Homies
See I put out my dope, get my cash, then I'm tearin ass I'm in and out quick as day Might drop a hundred or two, but I won't miss it anyway Because as
why they fuckin wit the wrong nigga, y'know? It's like.. Why you fuckin wit the wrong nigga.. I was raised by thugs, schooled by killers Learned my
can delete constipation [all] Jurassic, 5, MC's And we got the cure for this rap disease So come on everybody let's all get down Cause I'm down by law
see if Maris is going to hit number 61" (Announcer at ballpark as Roger Maris stepped up to the plate for his turn at bat) "Godspeed, John Glenn." - MISSION