City Boy! Do the City Boy! Do the City Boy! Uh! Do the City Boy! Do the City Boy! Do the City Boy! Yeah, do the City Boy! Do the City Boy! Do the
, third eye, light the camera up Be careful, I got four ninjas inside your parameter Perimeter, flame burst out all sides like Gamora My poisonous is
the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the Label you might get poisoned... Lyrics: genius Tommy ain't my motherfuckin' boy When he fake
the point where niggaz look a little darker Catching suntans from my music, fans understand Making fat shit, I always love to lend a helping hand Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan
the label you gotta read the label if you don't read the label you might get poisoned... Lyrics: Genius TOMMY ain't my motherfuckin' BOY When he fake
Royal Flush I came up, in the ghetto manye, the G way Listenin to Luke and the Ghetto Style DJ's Poison Clan, Shy-D and the Gucci Crew Dreamin one day
point where niggaz look a little darker Catching suntans from my music, fans understand Making fat shit, I always love to lend a helping hand Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan
since Fahrenheit 813 since '93 I've been makin' beats and writin' rap sheets Mischievous teenage wither a creative outlet to release anger (uhh) Booty shake bass music, I was into that Poison Clan
niggaz look a little darker Catching suntans from my music, fans understand Making fat shit, I always love to lend a helping hand Organized rhyme unit like the Poison Clan
