m ridin dick Cuz I let the cemetery puttin creases in my G-Unit's Tryin to talk Jesus Christ into lettin me dig 'em up So they could stand side by side
go back to Philly I forgot my cheese stake, that's what I told the cops So they wouldn't get the dogs start searching for the glock And I can't forget, B
favorite DJ Say Go, Go, Say Go DJ Say Go, Go, Say Go DJ Say Go, Go, Say Go DJ Tonight I'm gonna be your favorite DJ [Bun B:] Lights is flashing, cameras
[Verse One: Suffa] We found this club on a side street, but I was kind of iffy We could hear some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty I said
Gang allora ti ricordi fisso Fresh Prince prima che andasse a Bel Air del cash del telefilm non spingeva il mio lettore CD e chi dipingeva lo faceva ispirato dal flava di Pac & B
skool love Chorus Verse 2 Ew babe, remember that Was the jam DJ is scratchin? (Go head just get it, get it) I'm cabbage patchin? Front, back, side to side
To be the bad man (When Eminem created Slim Shady) To be the sad man (And began to explor his dark side alter ego in his lyrics) Behind the lies (DJ
the crowd runs to me My DJ is Lethal dose, we call him Leth you know He can cut a record from side to side So what, the ride the glide should be much
'all (CRACK!) My new name is B.B.S. Cause my shit keep spinnin' like B.B.F. Soon as the dog 'rive or you see T.S. on the side of the bosses, probably
right The club is righteous, tight with family Squeezin on big old bubbles with no panties Ladies who's sexually free And once in a while live on the wild side
Stike two Leave 'em standing still in their tracks Strike three You can call us two one three It's the L and the B that makes me act like a G [Nate
Yeah... yeah... Special shout-out to my man MC Homicide and DJ Fatal! Twin one and two my man Milk! My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew! Y'all know how
the jam with the God on my side And the God S.T. is still waitin in the ride So I, step to the DJ and tell the DJ Yo throw the wax on - how many MC's
I had to do that I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side Ain't no other way to play the game
me, the crowd runs to me My DJ is Lethal Dose, we call him lee ya know He can cut a record from side to side So what, the ride, the glide should be much
s is who I please So take that and move back catch a heart attack Because there's nothin in the world, that Run'll ever lack I cold chill at a party in a b
.M.C. in the place to be And I still got the same old harmony I'm the devastatin mic-controller The word wizard and the chief rock roller Bad b-boy made for the b