Ooh! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Big Will, K-Ci, y'all bringing it in What? It's here and I like it Say what? What? Say what? What? Gonna pack the dance floor And do what
sour D's will smell sweet All these niggas think they sell them on Canal Street I'm sittin' twelve feet, fuck, can you tell me I let the 12's beat, '
Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl I see you there throwin' pebbles at my window It's 12 o'clock, what you doin' up? It's late for me yet,
got knocked off the hook And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice And you know what it said? I'll tell ya what it said! It said, "If you'd
sharp-dressed man, hey! Whoo! Ah ha! [What's Love Got To Do With It?/Tina Turner] Oh, what's love, got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a
I'm doin 34 shows every day And every time it's the same I would've killed if I'd been in "Speed The Plow" But what's the difference, that's all behind
, You know it's been 12-15 years I've been in the game The way I live this life, forgive me, I know it's a shame But who'd a thought I'd make it this
we'd be gone Let us put our foot in that door We mashed we did we dashed We did whateva till we get that dough (All the way) [Verse 12: Krayzie] For
s real always, it's real always It's real always, it's real always, it's real always, it's real always Last night, IP.O.D'd next to me, ouija, ouija
pump blood now Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin' 'em on down What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried P.O.D. D when it comes to ride Creep
Luv nigga what time is it? I don't give a fuck where you lay at It's time to slay these bitch made niggas They ain't even knowing what type of niggas
[2Pac] Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a
look like I sell dope [Fabolous:] Loso I still got that d-boy with me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go. Whats up son what it look like look
of space like ET.. cops watch me all day like TV.. SOD hit da club we be so deep.. mine on D and I grind like a OG I got 12 diamond chains like a Ozzy
Aiyyo, bling bling, what's that? Sheek Louch is back Ride, ride, you got my back? Where the heaters at? 12 gauge, tech nines, yo, where the hit 'em at? D
If that's all there is, my friends Then let's keep dancing Let's break out the booze and have a ball If that's all there is And when I was 12 years old
Ha, ha, yeah, Mr. D O double R I say, yeah buddy, rollin' like a big shot Chevy tuned up like a NASCAR pit stop (Yeah) Fresh paint job (Check) Fresh
Getting money, getting money that's all I know Why don't you criticize me for actin' like I act if I ain't never had a thang My daddy got locked up when I was 12
