You?ll give up the information To anyone with the right denomination You?ll give up our dreams When we deserve more than that If I admit that I miss
big We ride big big cars And big big rims And we rock big clothes With them big big timbs Got big cribs Cause we got big crib Im a real big kid
su raza Yeah Yeah Yeah [Kid Frost] This is big business, understand me? Yeah, you can't take no for a answer Welcome to the world of big business,
2 You big you big You big you big kick it X2 So if you big n bad kick it off go ahead X2 We keep it big - Tom Hanks We keep it bad - Insane
can I get a Hennesy on the rocks? And a Long Island Ice Tea? Thank you... Didn?t I tell you this club was dope? Yeah you wasn?t lying kid, it definatly
on... [Chorus] [Verse 2] Well, ever since I was eleven, I have, found heaven in my self expression, Hah, Nope, my childhood I never left it, Yes, I'm still a big kid
In a sub-division there's a couple engaged in a fuss One of them grabs a gun {gun cocks} In the street, all alone, there's a kid Tryin' to wipe away
You can lead a horse to water But you can't make him drink You can send a kid to college But you can't make him think You'll never miss your water, baby
was 'Another Nigga Dead' And it's fucked up [Chorus] [Fabolous] You can catch me in a cherry red 8-50 nice ass great titties, face pretty everybody know that she date smitty A big
-B-O-L-O-U-S (uh, yeah) I think y'all know by now it's .. [Verse 1] You ain't never seen a nigga this large (nah) Motherfuck the house (nah), the nigga's garage is as big
sweat ya, but I can't let ya Don't get carried away, I just met ya Or you can get carried away on that stretcher And you respect this gangster When you lookin' at this big
hatred only made me wanna cake ya - fuck you Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you And put a hole in your chest that's big enough to drive a truck through
to Montigo They say I got the lifestyle, and the E glow I'm in the blow range, no matter where he go I'm that homie Gat on me I'm the kid not that phony
no lid I put snipers on the roof like Nino did All it takes is some c-note slid To have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid I dont scream it
jewels, pin stripe, ball chain. Haa! Skinny nigga on his? shit Benz doors go up like the arms on the Karate Kid A cocky kid, no rappers but my pockets big
hatred only made me wanna cake it fuck you Whenever I see you nigga I'm a buck you And put a hole in ya chest that's big enough to drive a truck through
that had Marley munchin' They won't see a nigga Little Z slippin' So with one hand the kid'll be whippin' But with the other hand the kid'll be grippin