and spray with my A-K And even if they shoot me down There'll be another nigga bigger from the mutha-fuckin' underground So step but you better step quick Cause the clocks goin' tick
got (I I get it) i get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) money I got, money is got (I run New York!) [Verse 1:] I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
and spray with my A-K And even if they shoot me down There'll be another nigga bigger So step but you better step quick From the mutha-fuckin' underground Cause the clocks goin' tick
said it And if some come run only to visit No muse so if I told you would you tell me like you did it? I hate that wake that sucker up buck buck buck '
it's me and my niggas, all the guerillas, killas Still I'm puttin Biblical bop Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock! [Chorus] I am waiting
never forget like if you spend three your guaranteed to make back six Drove the Benz off the lot and just dusted her off Tints, rims, stashed, tick the
Heads Stomachs And Hips. Quick Tip, Quit Sippin That Patron That Shit Will Get You Flipped Like A Baton...And Two Arms. Who Calm Im Calm You Calm? Tick Tick
football team Can't wait to see him start runnin' and screamin' Britney his girl from the chearleading squad Ima blast and I'll piss on her bloody pom poms Minutes are ticking and ticking
roll Nobody tells you where to go, baby What if I ride? What if you walk? What if you rock around the clock? Tick-tock, tick-tock What if you did? What
Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe/Ayers) Windout - if you're out of wind Windout - if you're really spent Windout - if you're young and red (chorus) Yeah, tick
to done, where they from and who run shit I bang it to the tip-top Can't stop, won't stop, droppin gangbang hit rocks To the last drip-drop To the, tick
me Black talons rippin through yo body The sight of a bloody scene Murder is what I fiend For I saw the darkest hour The clock ticks well You feel the
of me Black talons rippin through yo body The sight of a blood scene Murder is what I fiend For I saw the darkest hour The clock ticks well You feel the
as a dog's hind leg Keeping warm after twenty-nine days on hard assed bread he drilled to the big outside and clung like a tick to his waterfront life
plan to get mine from the jump G-Dub hooked it up, so you know its gotta straight bump a typical day on the eastside a lot of gangstas buck mouths and
' Grim Reap ain't cuttin' no slack What can I do where can I go Lord forgive me for all I did cuz I didn't know And when my heart beats it's last tick
bodies that I can tonight Double-back on your bitch crew, broad daylight [Chorus: Ice-T] There's no innocence allowed in these ghetto streets Grab your guns, buck
ve said it And if some come run only to visit No muse so if I told you would you tell me like you did it? I hate that wake that sucker up buck, buck, buck