Choke me, spank me, pull my hair. Choke me, spank me, pull my hair. Choke me, spank me, pull my hair. Choke me, spank me, pull my hair. . Cinnamon, with a taste of honey, it ain't funny.
The official representative, LAC. This is prophecy manifested by X to the Z. Victory, strike a B-Boy stance in khaki pants. Never get along like red and black ants, advance.
Intro: Xzibit, [J-Ro]. . I really wish I could you know at twenty-one. youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo. [I'ma tell you exactly why I do the things. I do, youknowhatI'm sayin'].
Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up nigga. Sippin' on Gin & Juice, fill up your cups nigga. The West Coast back crackin' like it's '94. So bitch get on your knees and give me head like it's '94.
"the first up on the mic, is my homeboy xzibit *echoes*". . Verse one: xzibit. . If it wasn't for the west. These rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest around they chest.
[Chorus: x2]. I represent in... CALI. It's hard to live in... CALI. Hard to survive in... CALI. Cause you could die in... CALI. A lot of sun in cali. I keep a gun in cali.
[Intro:]. (Ringing). You have been forwarded to. Cyberworld10's voicemail. Please leave a message after the beep. . [Verse 1:]. I, rented a new game today.
Its these girls that be needy. Labels that be greedy. That keep me hitting these bottles hoping I find a Genie. No shave November, hair growing out in my beanie.
[Intro: Various Artists]. . (Fuck ya circle) Yeah, same punch line. (Fuck ya circle) Yeah, Same punch line. . [Hook: XV]. Laugh tracks, applause and handclaps.
wu syndicate what goin on. chilin with the beat,represent. killer bees song all atime is. prayer to allah from my love with my main. check this gun to my enemy shut up on the devils mouth blow in up.
Turn me up a lil bit ugh yes squad. my swag on london ur swag dead adios. snake ass niggas. fake ass friends always dont change. i can only be me, i would never change.
Wiz Khalifa:. Clear the run way baby. I get money from sunday to sunday lady. Ohh behave I'm young, rich famous. Grindin keep my pockets on Schwarzenegger.
In about four seconds, a gangsta will begin to speak. . Well, it's the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style. And pullin' 211's ever since taa-doow, there's ten million ways to die.
This right here is considered a banger. Delivered with anger, your life is in danger. Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers. Them naggers were swagger, 'cuz they keep it gangsta.
[Mega]. Oi oi Runway boys. Yo big up Werd, Deeko, S.O.S. Scotland. All type, everybody out there. Madhat for the link up you already know (get me). This is Streets All Salute.
Check, Auld Reekie.... . I was raised in a city made of stone,. Castle stands tall over all that we know,. But flying on top, ain't the flag of our home,.
I'm just a ghost of my former self. Formin' a non-formidable more bionicle toxin of mental health. Was never born into wealth. I jumped out of my mother with two horns stickin' outta myself.
You alone are wise. You alone are all consuming fire. And I want to press in to know. This God that so amazes me. . You alone are good. You alone are the only good in me.
I lay me down at Your feet, my Jesus. Find me here with a heart that's pure. I am raised up in the love You pour on me. The moment I believe. . I lay me down at Your feet my [Incomprehensible].