stay out ya motherfuckin mama house, Nigga Fuck that shit, Nigga, get that cheese, Man Yo, Boss, we gon take over this year, Nigga Most wanted boys, Most wanted
my Connect The most important person with all due respect Thanks to the duffel bag, the brown paper bag The Nike shoe box for holdin' all this cash Boys
The best parts of you are now a part of me Ah Mama And when it was cold outside you kept us warm and held us down... [Mom]Hi boys, who wants a snack
, can you take to the re-rub off my shit? Yeah, Hangmen 3 All y'all done it, all y'all funny Shit can get ugly One man summit, always blunted Haters most wanted
off my shit? [Benzino] Yeah, Hangmen 3 [Benzino (Black Rob)] All y'all done it, all y'all funny Shit can get ugly One man summit, always blunted, Haters most wanted
and yellow insect, maybe Til then I kill the bad man tryna slay me Everything you kick weak, your speak kung fu yazy All my homeboys, 2.0 boys Nickle
Okay children quiet down, quiet down Children I'd like to introduce Our new substitute teacher for the day His name is Mr. Shady Children quiet down
hell for the sequel, bye bye Bad meets evil, what? Till next time {And so that's the story when bad meets evil Two of the most wanted individuals in
Pretty skin, soft voice, asking for rough sex Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets, This particular evening she wanted to ride jets Even though I now shawty was bad
our hats backwards (These cops is like cancer) A tumor on our ass (We want answers) For bad manners (And the use of police scanners) So we jottin down
to the New World Order You are now under martial law All constituional rights have been suspended Verse Three: B-Real The most scandalous, cut the bad
see what I want, [Incomprehensible] gon' get it Them haters wanna hate, grown with it My God, I'm dope boy, fresh, hit the toe and Izod The most downloaded
crowned through with foolin' around Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches For the Bianca's and Beatrice's the Beatrice's is miraculous You don't want
boys were all planning for a fall The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down
boys were all plannin' for a fall The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall The curfew had been lifted and the gamblin' wheel shut down
sat out on the lock, Watching the raccoons and terrapins dance on the rocks. She let me put my hand up under her shirt; I wanted her to want me so bad
Always passes on the butter pats She's regimented, resolute Looks dang good in her birthday suit She wishes I would walk the line But most the time
you like missy elliot get the fuck outta here yeaah. most rappers are whack just like the people they attract. most rappers are whack just like the people they attract.most