Want to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that! [Chorus]
Want to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that
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to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that! [Chorus]
40 When I send it your way Xzibit: Niggas that hustle Till the day light break Go to county 20 times Still can't go straight Don't nothin in
up in my armrest for me The way I blow shit up its like a bomb threat for me I gotta blast and demolish everything before me I throw your shit in the
that cat over there for? -he is my nigga, son. Nahah, don’t fuck around with that nigga, yo. -what you sayin,god? I know that nigga-- -what? I gotta
is comin to, to, to Can you see, see, see, see What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you [Verse 1] Yo, right before I lay your
race against the clock, and I can’t stop countdown, Hear the sound see boogie brown.. (uptown saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from new york, Word life. you know I can
I keep goin, goin Shit I'm always careful when I walk, I'm always seein, knowin The dog gone live Stay walkin the wire, over the fire, when I can I give
gangsta after the club [Mr Short Khop] If I was fucking you, I'd be pakin the piss The horny weight dick gettin' laid is for chips Bitch I'm tryina
way I'm on grates when i'm grindin' I'm on stakes when i'm dinnin' And on sunday's on the wine Is you can't calm the savage beast (never) And I can
your chest and your face I'm a bloodhound... I ain't lyin', I'm thugged out! I'm from uptown... and that ain't no Beverly Hills You wan' know what that
trouble I went from the waterboy to the quarterback in the huddle callin all the plays I live for, die for Dade I ride for, lie for, cry for Dade No