Yo, legend, what's good, legend, what's going on? (Yo, we gotta do the intro over and all that, right?) Ice H2O (Ight, keep all that, keep all that)
stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop It's the mister fo fifth told 'em cookin' coke with baking soda Dub roller, pro smoker, wood gripper, pistol
i dont rest in gettin chips outta strippa mexicans stay dough n da game aint free wheels spin like ceilin fans wood grain up in my hand pocket full
your fat chicken-ass tosnack on,bitch!So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fuka!The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
money homee Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny bone Laugh now die later motha Fucker Yuh a bitch like Zada By Data Mothaa fucker Y E A H (Chorus)
Last time I checked Carol city was hood Last time I checked uptown was hood But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood Last time I checked H
[Chorus: Lil' Flip + DB] Ain't no nigga like a H-town nigga Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shit (ain't shit) Ain't no nigga like a Mississippi nigga
'all before I never fall in love wit a motherfuckin' hoe I keep it pimpin' like Good Game, I'm still in the hood man Drinkin' my purple stuff an' grippin' my wood
Flip] Now when I pull up in my drop, one switch make it rock one switch make it hop, the other switch make it stop I got wood grain on my dash, paper
Iron Mike Tyson And you already know what we mix our Sprites in Yellow gold, that's where we dip our ice in Your h***, that's where we stick our pipes
Screw But I'ma hold it down like it's no cigo' Make this screw shit coast to coast I can't be stopped like a locomotive, M P C H P eighty rolling My
and fashion shows I'm thinkin', all my albums goin' platinum and gold I'm thinkin', Jaguars and a Bentley Rolls I'm thinkin', bein' rich before I'm 24 I'm feelin', wood
[Hook] We rollin' vogues wit triple gold on Cadillac's Smokin' doja gettin' blowed up, chillin' in the back Smokin on that wood got my mind feelin' right
ya feel it Those who don't wanna feel it need to kill it Knows that I can giddy go when it's time to get On the M I C H R O P H O N E, it's me the hustler
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls) Song: No Mercy [Fat Joe] Yeah, real muthafuckin
, and i'm bangin thru your speakers Stop ringin my beeper bitch I said i'll see you when I see you Best believe a nigga servin more wood than Ain't nobody
Beanie Siegal, Philly is where I'm from We from P H I L A, period PA, period, Eve they hearin' it Believe they fearin' it but lovin' it though I hate