we can't take anymore, so let's go. Yo girl, we gotta get outta here. Hey baby, come on. Yo girl, we're gonna lose control. Hey baby, come on... let's
that we can't take anymore, so let's go. Yo girl, we gotta get outta here. Hey baby, come on. Yo girl, we're gonna lose control. Hey baby, come on... let's
block duckin charges, ni**a f**k the sergeant He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of coke Listen tho' I'm missin dough I gotta gather mo' Hell naw
seems, it's check out time [Chorus: 2Pac] We gotta go [2X] Gotta go, gotta go Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time We gotta go [4X] Gotta go nigga, gotta
a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck or get your motha fuckin chimp check. Once again, it's your friend outta
to 5, hated it without a doubt, F?k that job and left it there, met with DJ Khaled them Couple months I'm outta here broward county pioneer, Walking
, evaluate the master playas. Operation: "Stack Your Paper." Captivatin' money makers feel the love from above, he's an eagle, he's a dove, call him Bone's emancipator! Everybody's a
don't want anymo problems Gentlemen let's get paid to party Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony (All the way) [Chorus] [Verse 5:Bizzy] It's
K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off and stay
with a pad and a pencil We can do runways back and forth Get just what i like ( to leather and hensel? ) S-C-E-N-E F-A-G-G-O-T Yeah, that's me boy Smack
Tha Liks and Hittman bought a fix Don't trip, it's a Time Bomb in this bitch Here it tick tick tick tick {*BOOM*} Wait a minute it's on, I tell it like
booth [Tak] But he?s stuck inside a toilet getting ready to puke [Mike] And he drank a bunch of sisco, vodka, and rum [tak] So Cheapshot?s gonna drop Celph?s verse Here
: Oh I hate . . . that's a drum, that's gotta be a drum. Don: I mean . . . I know what it's like, to me the idea of being commercial is doing something
say it might get you clapped Here's a little advice homey switch your raps Cuz that shit on your last album ain't get you plat's What nigga you need a
Got The Clips, I Got The Scope, Let's Get Them Choppers N*Gga He Got The Kush, I Got The Dope, Let's Get It Poppin' N*Gga Hurt Him In That Cherry Six
loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga D-B-