is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young
Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young
La Vega bass Nina Gerber acoustic guitar Sally Van Meter dobro Chris Weber harmony Ed Johnson harmony When I was young
B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek (Rell: "You understand") Introducin' [Young Chris] It's Young C (Neef: "Young C!") Home of Philly, young
up to her tossed the first line Like fishin' I was wishin' that the girl would be mine I told my best jokes and she started smilin' a voice inside said yo young
[Money Mike:] Aww pimpin that's the Young Gunz. I love the Young Gunz. [Game:] Shit me too my nigga. [Money Mike:] Wait a minute. [Game:] What the fuck
ass, I'm a statistician - rap with precision Nigga, your hoe chose Hov', that's rapid division Now divide yourself and slide I, young Vito, voice of the young
(Amy Grant, Chris Eaton, Robert Marshall) We dim the light We stoke the fire We breathe the ever-green Young ones wait While the old ones make up Tales
6. I make hits And I hit the marijuana. Then beat the shit out of Rihanna Just because I wanna. Haha. Nah, I ain't Chris Brown. I am Chris Web. CT is
'm unstoppable And it's probable when ya hear our voices laid down You'll be boppin' your head to this ill tight sound [Chris (rapping):] Now I know
Jeezy: you can call me young yea the boy stay focused last year alone a quarter mil off in strokers frsh back in town lookin like a star told clem bring
Uh... Young Chris... Our father... I'll ride for my niggas I'll die for my niggas Bodies get hard soul touch the sky Numbers getting called God shut my
[Katt Williams and Game talking] Oh pimpin thats the Young Guns. I love the Young Guns. Shit me too nigga. Wait a minute, pimpin what did that nigga
(Feat. The Game) [Katt Williams and The Game: talking] Oh pimpin that's the Young Guns. I love the Young Guns. Shit me too nigga. Wait a minute, pimpin
Why you ain't stackin' instead of tryin' to be fly Why is rattin' at an all time high Why are you even alive Why they kill Tupac n' Chris Why at the bar
Back I Know You Heard Dat Bring It Right Back Lemme Hurt Dat Yea Yea (Yea Yea) Yea [x3] [Verse: Young L] Im On The Grind Yea Fuck You Pay Me Young