You cross me and you gon' make a cemetery visit That's gangsta, you know me I told it, cuz I live it Showcases drop, when that chopper chop Way up the
(Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now and then I smile just not today In my hood they let the choppers spray
rhyme is the paint, and the beat is the texture Interrior design, when I rhyme I affect ya Say it's amazing, +Trail Blazin+ like Drexler In my act, you play the bad
the double R, I'm on my recliner shit This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist This nigga here keep him a bad bitch This nigga here keep a customized whip
deposits See the shit then I cop it got but a house note in my pocket I'm on south beach with the top off Bad bitch and her ass soft Something outta that
the fuck is Crook? [Crooked I:] I'm right here letting the shotty pop Quick as a karate chop, get your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop
the money Flip the money * show the tell (yeah) From the bottom Where the roaches at Hit the light switch Where the roaches scat Bounce back, hella choppers
Busta a rock it up Mavado inna di place and him a mash it up Akon deh yah lawd him fabulous Shabba Rankin bad and him dangerous Major Mackerel... EH!
it up, flatscreen (Haha) Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentence'n I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
To Be Gangsta Homie Yous A Wanksta Pull Out A Sawed Off Make You Wish You Wasent A Pranksta (Get Low) Is Rather Not Resort To Violence And Chop Off Your
, yo where the fuck is Crook? [Crooked I:] I'm right here letting the shotty pop Quick as a karate chop, get your body shot, get your top chopped like
, I'm tryin to score me some lapdances I'm bout to relapse so maybe pour me some Jack Daniels Formula 40-40 and 40s with mad capsules The bad apple spoils
you fucking runt [Chorus 4x] Hustlers! Hustlers and Hardcore! Giving you more than what you asking for! [Domingo] Danger hander Banging swinging banner all single hander Hit the left propaganda Ill manner bad
Slick Rick*} To all my fans, keepin y'all in health Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself Cause it's cruel when you cause a bad heart conditionin
bad, mmm'kay? [Mr. Mackey] (Eric Cartman) Come on children, clap along (SHUT UP!) Sing along children (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) Drugs are just bad
(Word up) +Strong+ grip on a mic like we +Stretch Arm+ I BEEN shine, you been warned and been torn Get smacked for the B.S. you been on Storm bad weather
bust mi gun and mi proud, aim fi yuh head not di crowd When di other head ah jump like a toad And da bad blood dem ah explode, shot ah chop up him head