a fucking coward fist is ready to fight but what for? we'll stand up to you cuz we got courage it's time for courage.... it's time for, it's time for...
like a million bucks, ladies wont ya fill your cups, Shady’s come to fill ya up, if your a D or a C cup you can even be a B its just me and DRE you’ll
of some faces while marks be lookin hard and they be beggin bases They have too many cases and now they got courage Sorta like Goldilocks tryin to take Pop's
industry minds Who never had the time Now kids press rewind to the top But legally I gotta show love Call me A, B and C, answers D All of the above I
t you fill your cups? Shady's come to fill you up, if you a D or a C-cup You can even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E You'll be in the ER, we are strapped
why do you front so bad? You're just a bitch ass cat inside Verse 1: All my stocking cap niggas, jean suit niggas My stand still niggas, breeze through niggas My choppin' crack niggas, d's
i retire BEATCH! Chorus x2 B-Legit: It's cookies in my swisher boy like the blunt it's dub 7s in my trunk bout to make s*** jump i do my own stunts
all those unaware it means Rest In Peace Cause M.D. -- stands for Microphone Doctor And the capital P (capital P) capital M (capital M) Capital D-E-E's
's been around since uncle jam's army Cool impresario, majority ruler I got a lot of money - go ask my jewler Def in the flesh is the cool king tela I talk more noise than j&d's
my world Asserting that I must sanction worse Flaming eyes burn far above A candle's glow Naked to myself Chained to change [Music: Benignus,P.Craddick,D.Ott,B
that you though was a hoe He's probably from your family, you married the most Who's the B, what's the beef, my lady, she's pregnant She's already 5
Smokin? lah, me got flav Smoky Gunz, Cocoa B's Who wanna look like, wanna act like us? Wanna be like, roll the trees like us Wanna talk like, wanna walk
't on no commercial shit the O.D.B. It ain't the young D.B it`s the O. D.B that old shit This ain't the embryo O D.B this is the old motherfuckin' D.B
evil, yeah, I see your bitch is impressed My kicks is all fresh this shit on my chest, by Mitchell and S I got her opened, hoping she's not, I'd have
killed in here. i aint crude or rude i'm just real sincere; there's no time to worry about your fellings here. here here's some boots here here's some
it's a privilege just to meet 'em (c'mon) [Chorus: Joe Budden] Let's get it poppin niggaz, let's get it poppin [2 gunshots] Let's get it poppin my nigga
it's I-95, wit my niggaz lost faith, wha! Chorus 2x: Nas (Noreaga) Blood money (That's what this life lead to) Blood money (That's how my niggaz bleed
