to me my main asset I be doin' all right and keep it just like that Chill out at the house and pump that bass I'm tryin' to get rich as I rock the place
' Grab the microphone and always rock the show Then I grab me a freak, tell her, "Keep it on the low" If I take her to my house she won't say no I burn
luck nigga I only did what I had to do Now they're callin' me the King of the Avenue Uhh, I'm shootin' my 9 when I bail 'Cause I'd rather go to hell than jail
nigga, might as well be a head 'Cause if you targetin' the L.O.X. You might as as well target a box That you gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocks
for a dope boy bitch, (Boy Bitch) So I can hit her wit that dope boy dick. (Boy Dick) I been posted in them dope boy houses, (Boy Houses) I been tryin
, but it's a blessing, so I gotta have patience And she got pregnant on a Jamaican vacation So it's all good, this time well have the baby in a house
me how ya feel, nigga wassup yeah we got gold grill, tha shit dont stop tha hoes gonna bop, cause we gone come through and we got hard rock, yep, always
come now! Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch, dog Turned down Hill, light the Marley spliff Run! I will not get bagged on the rock Run! I seen
wasn't even, even that big, man You know, nah, it's ight though But anyway, yo, let me get that coat, let me get those jeans And let me get that rock
was bound to lose in the struggle His grandparents went through a great deal of trouble To keep him out of jail, they even put they house on sale To
in a headlock She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock Or how I lick and leave her twisted
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz This also goes out to my money earnin' Mount Vernon crew J. Daddy, James Huff, Pete Rock
it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the crown [Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit [Big] One two..
never betray thee I love you, baby, come on Yo, since the last altercation I been goin to street Seein' honey at the club ery week and I speak I'ma rock
Trifle and larceny in the fuckin' house My nigga klep in the fuckin' house And me, cheek Del Vec aight uhh, check it Snake killin' ass niggas, JM one
bang Yo, yo, yo, I'ma take it back to when I used to pop pistils Sling crystal, gamble on the block with pits out Kept my work in bitch house, right
Row 'cause I wanted to make a grip from servin' my rocks And I'm still servin' for mines, peace to my motherfuckin' homies Doin' time in the pen and the county jail
Yes, your Honor. We find the defendant guilty on all counts. The bailiff came at me with a pair of cuffs in his hands He was takin' me to jail, but that