it on You know, I've been in a buttload of pain Since you've been gone (Since you've been gone) I couldn't feel any worse if you dropped A two-ton bowling
in a buttload of pain Since you've been gone (well, since you've been gone, since you've been gone) I couldn't feel worse if you dropped a 2 ton
it on You know, I've been in a buttload of pain Since you've been gone (since you've been gone) I couldn't feel any worse if you dropped A two-ton bowling
' house We gonna do a little something like this... Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun So let's proceed with lychin', yo My uzi weighs a ton So
won't find you, or your Jordans again Take a boss to be ordered the men Give them a call, don't have my money, in 24 hours Then the cocksucka won't see
'm to blame Oh this Ten Ton Brick Would treat me like shit This little piggy licked all those lips, yeah And so defined Who threw aside but won
funkadelic been rockin' mics since the fourth grade I terminate like X and I terminate like Schwartzanage Dum, ti, dum rock like Buju Banton Soup like won ton, fuck by the ton
Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and haul ass Take my banana clip to a banana click Now that's some Miami shit Give me your big old shit with a ton of bricks
get up crunk way it up freestyles bitch I can make a ton rappers like football it's a tricky punt but kick it up crimson tides already won bistro I'm
ash tray like a toenail clip Flick, flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa I'm on some new mobile home shit come on ova Keep heavy metal like a ton of
depressive nigga With aggresion, Smith and Wesson, in his possession Harlem got me like that, too many grimy, slimy niggaz on the take For short cake, we won
it one time It's my life my life my life my life, in the sunshine! One nine weighs a ton How the fuck you think that the West was won? Now shit can be
me like a hammer Hit me like a ton of lead You know it hit me like a hammer You know it hit me, baby I told myself to take it easy 'Cause this won't
, I mean everybody I see And no discrimination, on Caucasian or Asian Or Mexican, Samoan, lesbians or the gay men Everybody got a day to die and they won
of game, it's hard to shoot red beam to aim Gotta get that change, disregard the fame Why y'all niggaz hate, we shook back to divide up the cake Won'
after that I'ma throw that fuckin' "young money" up And we can both watch it fall like it's bungee jumpin' Man I'm so high, next time we won't smoke all
why How come I don't use soap? I sSit in the bath with a cup of coffee, have a couple of smokes I don't know any jokes Although I heard a ton of 'em