Jim now was a bull frog he was a good friends of mine I never understood a single word he said but i helped him drink his wine Oh he always had some mighty
2,4,6,8,who do you appriciate please say that boy is me 2,4,6,8,who do you appriciate i'm the one who wants to be your baby get up early to see you in
Jim now was a bull frog he was a good friends of mine I never understood a single word he said but i helped him drink his wine Oh he always had some
простить, парень! You know what's gonna happen when I grab the mic-mic, да! Ты не пройдёшь парень! Cause when I rab my blackin animal who six-five, ее
us a little bash And if anyone asks If there ain't no one but us trash You dunno, you better akse somebody Cuz we're havin' a White Trash Party! *2
glock Even DJ House fucked around and got shot I done messed around and forgot my tec I don't see nobody but Fab Five and Hex [Verse 2- Kuniva] (Kuniva
tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches and light up like jack-o-lanterns Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts Cuz we're dope as fuck and only get a 2
Bring It Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don Sprits, Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics Like the Holy Koran Niggas get Shook Like 5-0 My 4-5 gun
kill Fuck with me And get your caps peeled You know, see [Chorus: 2Pac] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, uhh Who
me no I got MINE, FUCK THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality Jealous-ass bustaz, make it hell for us Chorus: 2Pac (and harmonizing vocals) *repeat 2
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven . . . 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 A,b,c,d,e B-a-d d-a-y Spells bad day forseen Ouiji board, jump aboard Its calling our sweet
s from VIM You know I'm reppin' Manhattan the best I can Stopped off at Bleeker Bob's got thrown out Sneakin' in at 4:00 am after going out You didn't
life! BEFORE I GO INSANE! (x2) ONE! TWO! We’re coming for you. THREE! FOUR! Lock your door. FIVE! SIX! Suck on my dick. BROKENCYDE WILL NEVER DIE! (x2
), stomp (stomp). Leaders of the new school do the east coast stomp. Well it’s a quarter Quarter. quarter. quarter. Quarter to cutthroat. A quarter. quarter. quarter. quarter. Quarter to cutthroat. Verse 2
we can take it to a five star telly Get a suite and lemme put some in ya belly What's ya name? Sheena? Aw thought you was Shelly Don't matta - 4 o'clock
4, 3, 2, 1 [Redman] Hahh [Method] hah [Method] Yeah [Redman] yeahhh [LL Cool J] Make it butter [Redman] I'm gonna Bankhead bounce! [LL Cool J] No
