الأغاني:
Kind Of Like Spitting Thirteen

One, two, three Won't you let me walk you home from school? Won't you let me meet you at the pool? Maybe Friday I can get tickets for the dance And I

Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can get tickets for the dance and I'll take you Won'

make enough papes to buy more blanks There was all kinds of hits, backpacks and drips Sweatshirts running network and guess and cred The word was spread with speed, the name grew like

bit of steel burns like a red-hot spit; When the mercury is a frozen ball, and the frost-fiend stalks to kill Well, it was just like that that day when

And a hand full of niggas that I call upon team By the time I was thirteen (thirteen) I got myself a 318 and startin makin moves baby It's like I told

nigga that spit that street fire Mystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin em out of the park like Mark Mcgwire Sosa, you so so, you brown and small like Toto

nigga that spit that street fire Mystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin em out of the park like Mark Mcgwire Sosa, you so so, you brown and small like Toto