never ending in doubt Every confrontation K.O. knock out On his never ending journey to the T.O.P. The L.A. player M.C. Ice-T
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J And we sling at soccer fields the yay They don't respect that, don't get your minds around You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that I send em
you through a lot of shit I know it's hard fuckin with a nigga like me Yeah, you get a lot of respect for that shit Ridin with a nigga You know.. you
alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G [Verse 1: Yung
't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
a White Trash Party! *2nd Verse* Pull a fifth of Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care Like a body without a head Lookin' like a
still wanna grill? If you don't wanna get the shit beat outta you, chill Cause if you doubt me you will, yea got me a pill, found me a thrill I got a
wants to square dance with me, Cana-bitch won't square dance with me, Fan-a-bitch, won't square dance with me, Canada-bis, don't want no parts of me,
[Intro: Eminem] OHH! Stat Quo! Here we go! C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (heh) Let's do it man (uh uh uh uh-uhh) Shady Aftermath {Sound, without Focus, is
heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him Blind to a broken man's dream
off, face down, ass up, c'mon [Chorus] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit
have ends Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I ain't no chump Then
put it on the floor New York put it on the floor (what, c'mon) Cali put it on the floor Cali put it on the floor ("Love Don't Cost A Thing") Miami put
spread like a rash The way they ass wiggles see I got the shit on a smash now listen I light the L smell a wiff of the hash And bag all the bitches, now
Now don't get me wrong, CHILL!!! Let me out, no question, no doubt ????? god is a drought I've come to wet the party like a tropical depression ?????
I knew it all but I wasn't really knowin and shit buggin when my pubic hairs started growin and shit now hold up, a young nigga now a couple years pass
ain't nuttin funny nigga I'll lay a nigga out and use they ass to shoot like a marble black floor Bloody something like a hacksaw And then we stash a
