music... Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy
from the go, Do Or Die way too cold Iced out way to cold, my shit way to fro! But a nigga already kno! But a nigga already know! [White Boy] Rap profit
you're not afraid boy I've seen your silly games boy I know that prison is hard on your hole I know you're not afraid boy I've seen your silly games
I'm too for real Lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel What I do, I do it well Shooting from the hip, yeah boy
I’m too for real lose your tooth and nails try to fight it, try to deny it stupid you will feel what I do, I do it well shooting from the hip, yeah boy
Here's the story, of a little boy. Growin' up in a suburban home, Trying to cope with everyday life, Who lives in a little house, That was built, in the
up? I repeat, will the real slim shady please stand up? We’re gonna have a problem here.. Y’all act like you never seen a white person before Jaws
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin And all the other
fuck up" "Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down" "You see that brick house right there" "That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up" "I'ma get in the other
you Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone I love how you approach me Fresh white with
Verse One: Jamal Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little '
[Chamillionaire] Industry is saying that boy got skills And the streets is saying that boy so real Who that boy trackin that boy Chamill'? Always give
after the G, when I'm out (when I'm out) And she already knowin what I'm 'bout (I'm 'bout) The paper boy, it's only G's on my route If you want to (want
boy two triple o A space age hip-hop superhero. I rock the block with glocks and brass knuckles A pocket full of weed and a b-boy belt buckle Space age
me, no others can be Half as fine, I blow your mind with an m-i-c Get off the tip quick, boy, you're makin me sick No other partner could be smarter
then fight you Me and Halley dance to ur songs, we lyke u And u really dona?™t wanna step inside a mic dude Ca?™mon now u kno the white boy will bite
Oh! Shake it, baby! Funny Man! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Los Angeles! Undead, let's go! 'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be than Los Angeles
It's a breeze 365 degrees Turn around and you might catch these so justt freeze A riddle with no clues I'm a walking nightmare Anywhere anytime boy