a thing And then I had a dream they call Martin Luther King I'm swelly on top for the world it seems Cash rules everything around me get C.R.E.A.M. Good
stands for girl like gangsta P is for "p"laya say pretty please Bow down when you standin in front of a "q"ueen R is for "r"un, im the one, you "s"econd
on that thing, there is no need for a remix It's CiCi, T.P. we be T-H-E B-E-S-T I, R-I-P every M.C. on late thats SONG, I stop that beat so I can speak
tag the cheque like I got nothing to lose (That's right) I test myself set up, just shut up And brew that C-Y-P-R-E-S-S Got you funky and I real deaf
the streets you don't hear a peep Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game Tear that ass out
S T E Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty T to the A, to the S T E Y - girl, you're tasty. T to the A, to the, to
dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a [Ice Cube] (N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a) What the fuck's up Dre [Dr Dre] You tell me, you talk to Ren [MC Ren
he wear a vest It’s all about the l-e-n-c-h y’all know the rest Muthafucking crew, muthafucking mob Doing muthafucking job in a muthafucking squad In ’
a vest It’s all about the l-e-n-c-h y’all know the rest Motherfuckin crew, motherfuckin mob Do a motherfuckin job in a motherfuckin squad In ’91 ice
when I spit sixteen Whether bars or sixteens in the doors of cars A star is born In the hood, made a name live on, R-U-L-E, ladies, feel me Chorus: (
It's our world.. please believe Niggas ain't real.. please believe It's murda.. please believe I-N-C.. niggas what's fuckin with me? R-U-L-E.. love me
It's our world, please believe Niggas ain't real, please believe It's murda, please believe I-N-C niggas what's fucking with me? R-U-L-E love me or hate
here, huntin' you'll motherfuckin' Bitch ass niggaz down, it's a wrap niggaz, it's a wrap niggaz it's a wrap niggaz, it's a wrap niggaz A yo, this nigga
It Lord This Faster Money Is So Convenient And I Need It Say I Need It [Verse 2:] C.A.R.T.E.R. I Spit Movies Like V.C.R. I Spit Rounds Like the tiki
. Baby) [Baby and Lil Wayne talking] Weezy What up pop. What up pop Fuck what they heard it's what they need to know nigga (They sayin C.A.R.T.E.R. yep
a ladies night And i know it gon' be hot I'ma bump and grind and rock and roll Baby Baby, throw me C.R.U.I.S.E CONTROL Oh Oh Oh yeah Oo Oo Oo
's a P.M.R.C. F is for fighting, R is for red, Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed. E, we elect them, E, we eject them, In the land of the free
do it my way I shit on folks, the opposite of R. K. I'm rude, pardon me, I'm too hood Doc on your mind all the time, like New E.R.A. Who am I? That nigga