escucha el rocanrol! Si esto nena te gusta pues entonces Quiero verte transpirar Nena vamos a Piedrabuena Blues Te quiero ver bailar Vamos nena no lo pienses mas Que Piedrabuena Blues
se escucha el rocanrol! Si esto nena te gusta pues entonces Quiero verte transpirar Nena vamos a Piedrabuena Blues Te quiero ver bailar Vamos nena no lo pienses mas Que Piedrabuena Blues
out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars learned who not to trust grew obnoxious so niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue watch
say a a a a Always say o o o o ooo o Another time Another place in on the line turn off the bass Another time Another place in on the line turn off the bass
What you gonna do? Blue gonna get down? What you gonna do? Blue gonna get down? What you gonna do? Blue gonna get down? What you gonna do? Get down on
made the fam’ remember when we were kings Blocks on fire (block’s on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (hey yo we rob them blue
tick and you don't quit, hit it Yo, off the dummy's instrumental, I spit heavy metal Never been from the ghetto, keep it mad fundamental Caninite devil, Cockazoid rebel Add some bass
Give me a black goddess sister I can't resist her. No stringy haired, blonde hair, blue eyed, pale skinned buttermilk complexion. Grafted, recessive,
to the creator --for this man here, that can't no nigga stand near-- True, inventor of the double-you What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue
(Boobonic) They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant Jones and aye, the AK tear bones, Homes seldomely ever talk over cell phones or chase dudes, I choke 'em like bass
could wake up taped up, ya dig? Now go on and drink that lake up, stick em' in the trunk and let em' feel that bass pump. These n***** is nuts, man that
on your plate Many crews can relate Who choosing your fate (yo) We went from picking cotton To chain gang line chopping To Be-Bopping To Hip-Hopping Blues people got the blue
drum tracks Catch no shakes over jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run back I'm from the slums that created the bass
We're shocking you Until you turn to blue We're shocking you See what we're gonna do Look out it's like electricity Don't think it's fantasy The
you wreck my fun cos when I pay for my ticket I won’t curse and despise no i’ll run into the girl with the slinky blue eyes then my list of one thousand
taste of the old school Jazzy Jeff, yo, break it down one time Say what? Unh, unh, unh, unh One for the treble, two for the bass Jazzy Jeff and Fresh
them ol' lower Broad St. Blues The cops are sellin' souvenirs from cruisers The tourists send up roses to the losers Now all they wanna do is be ol' buckaroo Got them ol' lower Broad St. Blues
