Small town restaurant, God damn the waitress hot Ordered tater tots, got her number, later that night We was at the bar, takin shots 'til we fell in love
I live is dangerous Fuck Officer Thornton Berry and Precinct 5 for playin games with us Mad cause we in a big house, driveway look like a car lot Since we
once Ass so fat that you could see it from the front She spot me like paparazzi, shot me a glance In that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants, hot damn What's your name love
building) Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up} We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling) We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we
Verse One: Red Hot Lover Lover Tone Diggedy da-di-la-di-da-di, baby there's a party But you can't have a party without a large Bacardu You got to keep
ha ha, stick 'em Can we rock? What's up doc? Can we rock? What's up doc? Can we rock? What's up doc? Can we rock? What's up doc? Rippin' the program, slow man, hot
But I would've loved to hear A Big Pun and B.I.G. collabo That shit would've been incredible Aye yaknahmsayin', it was just happen We have our day, you
a lotta girls that'll love to replace you Tell it to your face boo, not behind your back Cats talk slick, we never mind that Funny never find that Puff a dimestack Write hot
game to sniffin' the D, X to the Z Hot shit from B Sig consecutively 1, 2, Freeway's comin' for yo' ass 3, 4, you better watch yo' stash 5, 6, have
young niggas be ballin hard Wit they squad Everybody iced out jumpin cars Scratchin whips We all got chips who you fuckin wit? Who you know get money and they know they the shit? We
was a spliff we'd be all fucked up No need to ask you who is he, son I get busy Scuff my Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities I'll have to Norman
we're the Diaz Brothers bitch And we doin' this just for you, yo yo (What?) Said we doin' this just for you, uh uh (What?) Said we doin' it Yeah, we
music of today but, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast So we got it and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having
as he grabs his chest Then we watch him bleed through his fingers Now come on, come all, but if all come all fall, fuck all y'all We road dawgs, then
with Big guts Chromed pipes, we carry Big nuts Big shows, car shows I'll be there in the winter, fo sho Big seats, Big trucks Gotta have space for Big nuts Big love
"We Are the Champions"] We are the champions, my friend And we'll keep on fighting, to the end We are the champions, we are the champions No time for
to be broke, now we paid in full We back to back, back to back like the Chicago Bulls We came a long way, you shouldn't have made a left When we made
on point Tell them watch the fuzz 'Cause bitch better have my money Keep my ones on top, my tens on lock My hoe in the drop, got a hot little co-op Prestigious
