with the medicine She From The Bricks Where Them Thugs Be Pedalling Sumin So Sweet Really Come From These Streets The Reason Why I Like Her Coz She Ride My Beat
the huddle on the count of three We gonna bum rush The Tunnel with a pound of weed Cut the light on, you see it's Brick City in here Blazin' like Biggie
Sermon with the, Cosmic Slop And we all pack glocks Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck around and get shot As I flip, skip to the beat, on wax, and tax
Boys screamin' for mama from the drama My hunger for hip-hop got my gun up Yo 8Ball, hit the marijuana Yeah, yeah, 8Ball blazin' the hay And hella pound
now but trip later and put your hand out for the present Lay down for fifteen so your body can feel rest Kick your feet up and start makin' beats on
picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie
leave you maimed Allow me to explain I thrive on the pain while robbin' your chain Knahmean? Do him and the fiend, grab his wallet Leave a trail-blazin
Swiss Beats DC, Destiny Child Slim Thug You need to stop playing Around With all them clowns and the wangstas Good girls gotta get down with them gangstas
stay n-ggerrific you don't needa ask why (?) [Chorus - Will.I.am] I cant believe it its so amazing this club is heating this party's blazin' I can't believe it this beat
you if that's your type of persona Life is short enough, don't make me say it ten times I'll kick over for mine even in the end times I can beat the
get us yeah, the venom splitters Your style's trash, don't litter You got the jitters the hard hitters No quitters your soul quivers When you see the gats blazin
me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You
to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week You could catch me in the studio bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat that keep blazin
out your seat, Dre is about to speak Six days up out the week You could catch me in the studio bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat that keep blazin
s about to speak Blaze a pound a' weed 6 days up out the week Dre: You could catch me in the studio Bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat
-Nine I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through
the love of rap You crazy? I've made beats for Jay-Z for free Page me, you need a beat You Canibus? then it's Dre's beat You Kay Slay? the fee's waived
? Die, motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets I'ma stay blazin' New York wit' the heat Stalk on the beat