Peace God!. Ayyo peace. What's the science?. Elevation. You gettin' ready to drop math on this?. True indeed my brother. Well it's time to start the revolution.
You can talk all the fuck you want. (Don't put your hands on me). Betcha ass gon' get stomped. (Don't put your hands on me). . You better get the fuck up out my face.
Bad Bouth South, Block Entertainment, Boyz N Da Hood. Is this right here? Y'all ready? Let's ride. Its Boyz N Da Hood nigga, as we proceed. To give y'all what y'all need.
Bad Bouth South, Block Entertainment, I see you block. Boyz N Da Hood, I like this right here, y'all ready?. Come on, let's ride, it's Boyz N Da Hood, nigga.
Mobb Deep Ft. Bounty Killer Dead Mans Shoes. Mobb Deep Ft. Bounty Killer Dead Mans Shoes.
1. My pocket is week, my heart is willing. Ah want a pound a rice, but can't find a shillin. Can't buy the chicken back, much less the chicken. Turn left and right is pure gunshot a fling.
I saw these fools tryin' to get around, tryin to let me down. And all dat, ha, but I got an easier way to let dem drown. Wit these Guns of Navarrone, I shall shoot dem like Al Capone.
Hey yo, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Tell your momma to put wholes in panties. Yo, no funky rollin' allowed, yo, we know the rules fool. Jive turkies over there on the west side.
Nigga, where the fuck you been?. I know you heard the phone pagin'. I know you heard the shit goin' off, okay?. Where the fuck you was at, where you was at.
came in the midnight hour when the sun was sinking low. came with a warrior cry to let my people know. came with a sound heartical and dread. telling the wicked yo price is on his head.
ATL mothafucka, you know my name bitch, they call me Nitti hoe, eh tell me your name homie, Valentino, you know my name bitch, they call me Nitti hoe, eh Bobby, let's take them to somewhere they never been before.
Intro. (Tim and bob). (bobby valentino). (its another one). (i think im dreamin). . (1st verse). you make me weak. you strengthen me. you do everything in between.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, ooh. . Hold me, hold me, baby, don't let me go. This feeling, feeling in your arms they continue to grow.
dont wanna end the night right. cuz the show's about to start. wanna put her in a museum cuz she's a work of art. she's the center of attention seems like everybody knows.
First things first. Ain't tryna game you up so girl I'll be straight. First things first. Don't want to mess it up before it's too late. First things first.
dead bodyz. dead homiez. all over the streetz. 55 or 65 of us at least. i hang wit the dead till the brake of dawn. an fantisize of dead bitchs when i'm hittin the bong.
(Blaze). G's up hoe's down. I don't give a fuck if you's a nation-wide baller or rapper from my town. You need to bow down, out of respect or fear. I ain't asking, I'm demanding, make sure the message is clear.
At the top of my list to do today. Was to call you boy and break up with ya. Afraid to do it by face to face. But now you grabbing my hips the way I love it.
I be the first ever Asian astronaut, blastin' off, castin' off. The ties that bind like a smashed guitar. Rode a mastodon out Jurassic Park. Chased by a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask, travel the traffic cop.
(Gift of Gab). And I come like this. . (scratched). I've got a few things I wanna say. . (Gift of Gab). I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay. 'cause the wrath of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff.