?t Dough Bussa so don?t be try me like a hoe I?m not your everyday dough that I?m at your seat everyday I rob just a deal just to get my ass paid I shine
Y'all niggas polish your jewels to bling harder I cock the fifth, y'all drop your shit Type of nigga rob you to cop the whip Catch me, on 23's with a
man A point man whose mind is made up Umbabarauma* Lyrics: Jorge Ben Vocals: Max. C. / Los Hooligans Guitarz: Max C. Guitarz: Jackson B. Bazz:
swagger now you simply stagger From one spot on to the next spot on to the next spot on to the next Bitch get a job from me you won't rob 'Cause I'll
, goin' down the block or go to forest Keep on goin' past Morris High School Then I go down the street to Courtland Ave. Vietnam, the male goes in Jackson
It?s a real bad time for black celebrities They lockin' everybody up Michael Jackson, James Brown, Tupac, R. Kelly OJ Simpson, Mike Tyson, Kobe Bryant
jackets tied, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease He robbed another and another Michael Jackson Stevie Wonder Tried to rob
want that straight raw, anti up my nigga Snatch ya yae, steal your base like Derek Jeter I don't need to rob niggas I pay niggas that rob niggas to rob
low self-esteem rockin' the gleam, hotter than steam When I blow off the top, I got this cream like Bill Rothstein And when I rob unique excitement
i doubt that i put the barral on i put the barrel in your fith ya mouth jack (tony yayo) ayi yo four door porch commin out in 209 thanks to curits jackson
It's just two o'clock." Melanie: "It's that late?" Ordell: "You know you smoke too much of that shit, that shit's gonna rob you of your ambition..."
yall ready , yeh , krayzie jackson i wanna take this time out right now to holla at my dawgs, my bone thug niggas Yo, what up my nigga? Yeah it's been
ever get chased be the cops play close attention or you'll get beat, but if you wanna get away say Master P, a brother that's cool Rob a bank and I
and the roadie got a long way to go Willie and ronnie Anytime they wanted they would pull another job Anywhere they found a place And it was fat enough to rob
Jung at heart, Wilde inside See the world through Jackson Pollock's eyes Aaaa-aa-aa, aaaa-aa-aa So bring out your dead 'Coz they'll never know Rob
'm tryin' to get paid till my eyes is closin' Cops is like freeze and I'm already frozen So they clap and they brawl in hysteria Tappin' Jackson callin
She dances in the sheets at nights She dances to his needs She dances till he feels just right Until he falls asleep She dances at the crack of dawn And
pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson