Security, y'all might as well. Throw me out a this bitch right now. Get ignit, get ignit. . Look, my garage is not a mirage. I got a car collage for my entourage.
Gangstas don't dance, we boogie. Niggas, go out an' get your cookies. Gangstas don't dance, we boogie. Stay the fuck away from the rookies.
I am gettin' dizzy as the world keeps spinnin' like a frisbee. Gangstas and girls make the world twirl. No hesitation I can run a nation from incarceration.
[Mack 10]. Gangstas don't dance, we boogie. Niggas go out and get your cookies. Gangstas don't dance we boogie. Stay the fuck away from the rookies.
Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation. . This day right here is really rough. These girls out here about the bucks. These fools out here afraid to bust.
intro. . Hey, what's up? This is a true story, about a girl I know.. Not like Return of the Living Dead was a true story, this is... there's been no fabrications..
You bring a life to my bones. And a spring to my step. And a heart that knows what it means. To wait before You. . And a laughter to my house. And a time to sing and shout.
Glory baby, you slipped away. As fast as we could say baby, baby. You were growing, what happened dear. You disappeared on us baby, baby. . Heaven will hold you before we do.
I wish I could crash like the waves. Or turn like the autumn leaves. In effort to praise You. I wish I could smell like the forest. The fragrance lifting a mighty chorus.
Grove, Grove St., Flocka. . I gotta a whole lot of money, bitches count it for me. Bottle keep popping that's why the bad hoes jockeying. It's a party, it's a party, it's a party.
I see this nigga reppin. Right side hangin. Flamed up bangin. what set yo ass claimimg. 8x G - Check. I ranned up on this nigga. Who yo bgi homie. asked him whats his lingo.
Verse one: {lil' slim}. . Growin' up in the hood thinkin' everything. Gonna be all right but it's the nine to the four and. Brothers takin' yo life I'm pourin' brew on the curve.
DJ RED WHATS UP NIGGA. . {CHORUS}. GO DJ, THATS MY DJ. GO DJ, THATS MY DJ. DON'T U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES,AND GUNS. GO DJ, THATS MY DJ. {REPEAT 2xS}.
[Kool Keith]. Yo whassup this is Kool Keith, the general speaker in full effect. And I'm out here and.. ridin smooth on this European highway. With this foxy fine mama, by my side, you know that? (Word?).
Yes, indeed one time, this is for all you stupid niggaz out there. Talkin that dumb doo doo weak shit, we comin' live and direct. Straight in your motherfuckin' face with some pure raw shit.
one two, one two. Ultramagnetic's in full effect. we talkin' about givin' the drummer some. you know what, Kool Keith, yo, tell 'em what's on your mind.
Hector, el bambino!. Tu sabes!. Con "Los Bacatranes"!. Trebol Clan!. Joan!. Mr. G!. LunyTunes!. Nos fuimos de rumba!. . Ella te provoca bailando. Envuelve, se suelta, y te deja.
(Chorus). I was walkin through the crowd and I seen her with her team I tapped her on her shoulder and said girl I like them jeans I told her.... Go shorty shorty, go shorty shorty go!.
{Verse1}. Lay ya body down just so i can touch ya im hopinq ya ready bkusz i dnt wnna rush ya an just tew set tha mood i put on a little usher an now we tradinq places an wrestinq under coversz 10 tew 15 im ready tew blast off while we plyinq under coversz im takinq her pantsz off lyk mannnn an now she wnt meh tew b her man then i said nan an she brouqht meh another friend!.