real (WHAT?) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) Chorus (w/ minor variations) [DMX] Aiyyo
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
' feel me regardless Might break a promise but never breaking the code Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, n**** w*** u* a** j*** C
a jar Whip it around, it still comes back hard So easily do I W-H-I-P My repetition with riches will bring the kilo business I got Creole C-O *******,
C-K from the C-P-T (Beeyaaa!) Were they dip them cigarettes and P-C-P And them broads they believe in me (Zo) C-I-B, the magnum totem Keep my enemies
Potasz] DziA? juA? nie ma piA?kna we mnie... DziA? zginA?A?a A?ycia twego sA?odycz... OdebraA?em ciA? matce Nie dajA?c nic w zamian. ChciaA?em ciA?
[ Jae Millz ] One time for B.I.G Wave a finger front to back I ain't gotta tell you where i'm from, you see it on my cap 501's on my leg Polo men on
need Teddy to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N to the E When I wave bitch you better say heeyyyyyyyy W A R K Newark NJ got the AK I'm a
out was more bills Only thing pulled me out was my will God told me the sun don't chill Determined to make use of one of these skills Either that or go
[Intro] One pound for the hoe, that's all we need baby Just one for the hoes.. c'mon [Chorus] Pimp juice - oooooooooh-ooooooooh-hoooooooo I think I need
in a big-ass box, that's never empty In 1981 I said, "Bitch suck my dick!" And Freddie B, had the tooth fairy turnin tricks Befo' Eazy-E, Ice Cube, N.W
9-5 Givin it up to you muthafuckas like real live So take it to advantage and give it up, niggas Intro pt. 2: CNH (Dru Down) (C.N. muthafuckin H, hey, fffwussup w
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
my life gon' change... (change...) That's why I'm playin along with ya game... (with ya game...) All this shit here got me feelin strange... (strange...) Oooh BAAAAAAABE [Chorus along w
like shit And there he goes and a trick pose and a throw back Holdin' a gat ain't gonna bust and know that It's a dub (W) S C thang dub C brain And we
on my feet Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggaz in Timbs I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force One
right where you at [R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus] Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh [Verse 2 - R.O.C.] Lord knows, flows, I kick expose Hoes
for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens roar Better get that money, and be out the door [W.C.]