hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang Get ya money up, this cane
' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang Get ya money up, this cane is what
So the number runners was the only one I hanged widith Before you know it I'm in the game, bang fidith Fit no orangutans piddeals ciddaps like orange'
and turn 'em redder than ever You better wet her, and leave her makin' her miss me Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit city 71 super charged big
Amazonie Passe le kuchenpeng, le sleng teng Les gangs s'affrontent et ca se finit en base de bang bang Pas besoin de ginseng, si on parle de gang bang
Passe le kuchenpeng, le sleng teng Les gangs s'affrontent et ca se finit en base de bang bang Pas besoin de ginseng, si on parle de gang bang A base de
Busta Rhymes, Gyptian) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Wa da da ding. wa da da dong ding aye!!! Boing diddy bang aye diddy bong oy diddy bang BO!!! [Verse 1:
Intro 1-5: Bone-Thugz-N-Harmony [Intro 1] (Just) Bone and Biggie Biggie We gonna rock the party Just Bone and Biggie Biggie (repeat 3X) Rock the
-G, B-O-I An-An-Andre To the T-O-P [Dre and Big Boi]: 15X Bob your head. Rag top. (1, 2.. 1, 2, 3, 4) (Gimme some) {Choir}: 23X Po-wer music, electric
e- radio And the question of the day, Is who, and what you rep Caller number 1, you on the line [Verse 1: Prodigy] Ayo its P, big chunky 40 inch chains
get sizzz-ore Sizzz-ore Get it in, get it out, turn it up, turn it down Big Snoop dog and soulja boy, told ya boy in your mouth, Make it bang, make it
the motherfucker- murder Ya heard me? Hmm, I'ma stay down For the get down, from a puppy to the big dogg Put that on the penthouse Life in the projects, bang, bang
(feat. Will Smith) [Intro: Snoop Dogg] Snoop Dogg, Big Will Ay lil' homey you need to {*"pump ya brakes"*} Real talk, we came to have a good time We
Ciz-orr [Verse 2] (Snoop Dogg) Get it in, Get it out Turn it up, Turn it out Big Snoop Dogg and Soulja Boy Told ya boy, in ya mouth Make it bang, Make
wide open, watchin you huddle big every down everybody got guns, let 'em ring you fuckin wit me, let's all go out wit a bang in this last day, this last
make you go dumb Lambogini doos eleven the boy young And who I be slick p from the slums The field comander big chopper big drums Ice everywhere, my whole body numb