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I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please Mr. Producer, explain yourself, Mr

will break your fuckin' collar bone Us against the world, better pick which fuckin' side you on Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady puttin' mileage on And we about to kill 'em C4, Mr

(Krayzie): Why do I stay high? [repeat 4X] (Bizzy): Why do I stay high? (Krayzie): Why do I stay high?... (chorus) If I could teach the world (whole wide

(Smash) Back and forth, back and forth Let's do it, what you wanna hear? I wanna hear some of that ol' that, ol' dear diary (Dear diary) Mr, Mr. Scarface

be aware we don't care, do you like us? No, no, I know y'all ain't say no uh oh Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4 And when I get back everybody

Marquis, Fresh Kid Ice, and Mr. Mixx. and everything, y' know. But uh, my lil' thangs jumped off again for me, so I'm just hollerin' at my peoples. Y

Uh uh wassup ladies? Bubba can't forget about y'all Hey Betty, Betty, hush your mouth, let me tell you something Hey Betty, Betty, this Bubba K, the

that booty So I can swing my roo-too-tootie Let it hang from left to right Do my thang to ya all damn night Like that y'all... [ Mike G ] ...and the beat

When I start spittin' them lyrics, niggas get very religious Six Hail Marys please, Father, forgive us Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas The way y