from me (Let's get it) Ain't shit funny Shake it honey (Let's get it) Take it money Now let's get it (Let's get it) Creep with your people, though my
a government America's for sale And you can get a good deal on it (a good deal on it) And make a healthy profit Or maybe, tear it apart Start with assumption
We are the same, brother Hitchhiking back to Zion Holding our tears as we flip the album What if this leads to ruin? You got a soul, use it All this
one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it my fucken
who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it Ice Cube
rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it Ice Cube is a thing of the past
do it, when we do it Like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like there aint nothin to it The way we do it, now everybody put your fuckin' hands up
Mr. Choas it was Cushier? I would coach ya La Pearl, Gucci's, Lou, Finde, Prada, Douche Runnin' circles in my living room, tearing up sofas McLaren or Rover, fuck it ma let's tear up
we do it, when we do it Like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like ain't nuttin' to it, the way we do it Now e'rybody put your fuckin' hands up
laugh It's not a big deal it's nothing but some cash, let's go Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know I tear the club up fo' sho' This
[Kardinal Offishall] So I was like a-ight yo, can I get in to it My crew down to do it, if she going to persue it And before I even knew it, out she came
Don't need a queen in my king size bed To tell me how And when to make it, ohh, yeah What good is love that disappears, yeah Comes back crying crocodile tears It
it go? How near must it be? Before it touches you, before it touches me Here in this cold white room Tied up to these machines It's hard to imagine life
its a shame will it ever slow up alot of n-ggas getting older but they never grow up and do they son's like they fathers did and never show up don't
of Da Ghetto, know I'm saying You wanna be the queen, let me holla at ya [Z-Ro:] You want a nigga to touch you where it counts, you can call me up I'
one tear My mother exact opposite, by all means And it would hurt, when she see me walking in state greens I be like ma chill, 'cause it?s all good
competition, Ma? We on the same team Angel, sometimes I don't show it on the surface But, your face is unreplacable, it's perfect, you're worth it I'