You got to save us! S-O-S! I'm out of gas. I'm out out of touch. Shipwrecked ferry... marry me -or take me out to lunch. No, I won't be coming home. Tell
: You got to save us! S-O-S! I'm out of gas. I'm out out of touch. Shipwrecked ferry... marry me -or take me out to lunch. No, I won't be coming home
You got to save us! S-O-S! I'm out of gas. I'm out out of touch. Shipwrecked ferry... marry me -or take me out to lunch. No, I won't be coming home.
I was raised niggaz got sprayed wit A's and K's I prayed to my Lord that head won't take me over, we soldiers to fold ya like Motorola's and hit
over the sheets, let us gather around And form words every time they meet Allah be a born, Cee Divine, equality Father, then after that, there's the G O
around til ya body rott and if the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got what!what! what! what! [Noreaga] yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways
be around til ya body rot And if the feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got What! What! What! What! [Noreaga] yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways
curious How long are you gunna hate us and judge us and jury us? Some people can never fade us, that make us so furious Mistake us for fakers, homie
Tell Ra, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck To all you slow footed penguins, duckin from these hot rocks that's flamin, charcoal broiled rap Damian's
t got no love for you That's why I never do a song with you Not even if your baby's mom fucked the crew And promised to give us head and swallow too
love it 'Cuz it's real and you bump it 'cuz it's tight Yeah, people make the world go 'round And it's a gang of us all gathered up in our game colors
Haywire put me on the screen and I explode It's one, two, three, worldwide threat Fuck with us we'll have you're girlfriend x-ed [Madrox] It's the multiple
if they used us 'Cause if they used us And they abused us And they abused us How could you tell us How could you tell us That we were wrong? That we
I did it without him If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a mother I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother Yea, daddy love us
my traps, then I roast the dutch Y'all niggas boast too much, about the shit you got I hope the money save that ass when the shit get hot It's Lidu
, Goldie left my beige jacket in his truck To all you slow footed penguins, duckin from these hot rocks that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian's
