(mr.cheeks) Yo, we come through like balls, nigga take two puffs and pass, Nigga, watch your back once you talk out your ass I back up 3-80 and my stash
all two people. First I'd... Then she'd... Then we'd... But I can't do it alone! Then she'd... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone! She'd
rub on ya (Ooooo!) Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles Far from little, make ya mammary glands jiggle Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender bittles Doctor
your heart, and there's blood in your mouth It's like something we never seen before It's almost like we dreamed it all Live or die, either or, my blood
do you think you are? Mr. Big Stuff" Man, you shit on Hit, get yo' shit bust; plus pistol-whipped, cover it up - use yo' bitch's blush Mr. Powder Puff
NBA Live 2006, only way that they'll play me I was born to be a boss and you just a trainee In money that we trust, so you can trust in me Cause I am
Nieman Marc' it out No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps get you The way we lamp,
, talk to em [Mike Shinoda] This is the story of them against us Win or lose Forcin your feet into someone else's shoes Everybody's got somein to say That we oughta live
that you state that I be wrong But wait one day we gonna find who?s gonna be wrong The only strength that I lean on He?ll come back fast snatch us up and we
we A know three a we, inna dis ya family AYY! Touch one a we, then you haffi touch the whole a we (Mr. Levy!) Inna dis ya family AYY! (Bussa-Bus!) [Busta
components, moments with my master Remasterin techniques, havin some fresh sheets Damagin margins with a broader outlook - 'we lookin out, y'all' Me and Mr. Mighty Mos, we
thing we wanted was to reach a civil war but if our ass ain't living free, then what are we living for? the last thing we wanted was to start a civil
(feat. Brotha Lynch Hung, Mr. Doctor) [Talking] The year is 1994 Black Market Records, 2001 Records, and Doomsday Productions Combined forces to create