you got to say hey, I'm gonna fuck you...softly. I'm wanna screw you gently. I'm wanna hump you sweetly. I'm wanna bowl you descreetly! And then you
I did If you from where I'm from you gotta get how you live Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga Every time you see me all around street niggaz I hope you got yours I
Gun Salute I salute you my niggas Stay strong I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you It's on for you Cause all you bitch made niggas Are coming
when while I'm tryin to gett mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want to
why you act so?Yo I max 'cause I make make a niggah black 'til it's time to relax yo or 'til you all collapse so Fuck it it's hardly that the god is gettin
least no jack and i can't hack it when you gonna ask the question why I never liked working at mickey d's All my life i got b's and c's Down with the
on my forehead I'm anxious and nervous These streets ull eat you if you let em Cop ull beat you You pumping diesel then them Jack boys ull beat you I
momma You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't want me to do dat Yeah I need a new muh'fucker to shoot at More Bin Laden
through the border in a cocanut shell Fuck No! You want tell your little veteran tales So when I put the smoke in your mouth You better inhale Suck it! You
What more do you want you unfucked up the plot And deserve just what you got Cuz I'm hotter than tabasco You little ass hole Mow I gotta do you
I see you got your fancy cars and shit But you know what? You still ain’t shit That’s right, I caught you slipping You know I could’ve gat you Yeah,
I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it You know how we do it [Ice Cube] Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick if you wanna jack me on a lick,
I've been balling jack You don't want my glock spraying – I hit all them cats You don't want my stomach ache - I shit on them cats I get all them gats
I can't, so Pal… Why don't you just give us da keys and pounds Now Guess What He Said? [Chorus 2x] Ya'll want my spot?! Hurry up and wait! Ya'll want
, now I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got something I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew I'll see you there
Peeping like hes seeking doe Want the doe or want to go I dont know if you fan or foe I dont know if you fan or foe I dont know if you fan or foe
YOU create something like inward singing! You fucking shit! You fucking sit in your tower! Fucking nap... Kyle: (laughing) Jack: What's funny??.... You fucking bitch! Fucking...fuck you! Fuckin
All you want, run your mouth in the street But you AIN'T GONNA FUCK with a picture of me I don't give a MOTHERFUCK if you a hundred deep But you AIN'T
