they callin me Buzzing all around me like a "B"ee They must be trippin when they follow me Boy, I dont answer nothin but "C" Talkin like you're ridin on "D"'s
this b-boy thing. If it’s broke, then fix it. if it’s wack, you mix it. Can’t none of you mc’s ever **** with these. You be crazy on my ****, like some
s Cook! Yeah [Fat Joe over "Joe" sample] Joseph Carter, that's who I be I'm still runnin the Carter, that's how we eat Niggaz, don't even bother cause
Who the hell g'on do it free If I don't get up and bust my ass, that's my motto I can't put my faith in the lotto, luck don't stay nowhere near where
I'll fuck you right and I think J-dog might, If I'm nice Thats when we turn off the lights Undead [J-Dog:] I be the J to the D, girls call from OC
copper Drop a dime, I’ll break you off somethin proper With the l-e-n-c-h-m-o-b T-bone and that’s j.d. And here’s how we’ll greet ya Stop fool, come off
we don’t want your american education Ain’t no brain washing this way Fuck america, tom meztger, and kkk And to the cracker named j.b. stoner Don’t let
't hesitate to get dirty dirty Ain't nothing you can do when we decide It's about to get dirty Never though something like this Would come your way, from J
club Hoppin B-Section x2: If there's someone here, Who don't be feeling on this joint, You don't know, you don't know, You don't know, you don't know
I'm nauseous Your girlfriend's pregnant, the lord's gift Almost lost my faith, that restored it It's like having your life restarted Can't wait for your child's
j' t'emprisonne *Jenalistic* dans ta tete resonne Il t'accorde tout c'que j't'imagines En un accord t'es sa victime Sans issue, t'es a sa merci T'as
je suis tres loin de ce matin d'automne Mais c'est comme si j'y etais. Je pense a toi Oil est-tu Que fais-tu Est-ce que j'existe encore pour toi Je
(Yeah, j-j-j-j-b, yeah, whoa oh, whoa noo.) Now I can see it girl, You aint gotta say nothing, Your lips are calling me, Like they wanna do something
we cleansing, it's all about the Benjamins, what If it's dirty then we rincing it off You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s Niggaz is tlaking
all ya wacked D.J.'s I'm gonna cut ya up Cause I don't give a fuck about no one And when I wax I tax and that's just how it goes son Yo I ain't no sucker
to the Y to the A J to the A-Z-Z E Pha [Jazze:] Woooooooo wee! [Bun B:] Bun B.... let's go And we be clubbing all night, oh!
a ring that I don't really wear But I bet it light up the night like the city fair This s*** ain't fair, I didn't have to go there But all this ice got
one nigga [LW] Bird.. man [B] I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us nigga [LW] Bird.. man, J-R, ya know [B] You feel