Se voce quiser vou Ihe mostrar a nossa Sao Paulo terra da garoa Se voce quiser vou Ihe mostrar Bahia de Caetano nossa gente boa. Charlie eh meu amigo
in flies Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy eyed shit And every other nigga that rap, sound like my
was Crazy then i got up and Walked Away Man i gotta wife at Home , and to lose her OH im Scared So now im on my Way home , Whiping off this other womans
was one past midnight Take me on a walk through hell South Central Yo, E, drive! Drive, man drive, man! Fuck it! Just get the fuck outta here, man!
they like 'em, But they only pretend They wanna be with that man in the V.I. They don't wanna stand in line You outta your mind? That other player's
I Let It Hum To Ya The Others One Sing Along Now It's A Duet? Nd You Wet, When You Check Out The Technique From The Two Teckz And I Don't Need Two Lips
shawty, I'm that man These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man
'm a gigolo, But Ya'll look like the juggalo rapper, Everyday man i just seem to get a little bit doper, Shit, Back down, Man I'd rather lick on a
dreams Did you ever see a man who did walk down the street white robe with no shoes on his feet and on top of his head place a box with two slits and
liquor was clean Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down And it looks like the old man's gettin' on Delilah Jones was the mother of twins Two
, act a fool and ace the game Mo thug one, witness the family scriptures Mo thug two, family reunion comin' to get ya Mo thug three, presentation of the mothership Niggas on some other
and chrome slugs Parked on the block with the nose up Get ready for the 'Face/Off' Nicholas Cage ain't got *** on a *** wit a *** grenade One man army, only two
Verse 1 (Scarface) Up early in the morning, waken by the sound of my cell phone, Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone. Was a homie that i went to school
Sha man, just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid Sha man, just put your hands up if you're out here gettin' paid One, two, three, the
Yo you gotta hear the sixteen I just laid B.G. Oh word, that shit a hit, that shit sound crazy Yo check the phone man, the phone was ringin before Yo
will give you one, not a problem 'Cause we focus man Once again, we focus man I know I said dat on the last track But I wanted to get my point across Round two
a rental Flip fools with credentials, nasty like havin' sex with kinfolk Blaze high, then smoke Drunk-a-Lot, stays on top, that's why we roll Two and two
interview not you two) You gonna be late for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best You know what man
