say Today was a good day, had the hood buzzin' Ice Cube my favorite rapper, y'all niggaz can't tell me nothin' Everybody's first bootleg was Boyz 'N The Hood Whoever thought gangsta rap
was a good day, had the hood buzzin' Ice Cube my favorite rapper, y'all niggaz can't tell me nothin' Everybody's first bootleg was Boyz 'n the Hood Whoever thought gangsta rap
ve tryed Ay got to many good things to say So heres a message to mista Dj!!! [Chorus] Play my music like I died (To the Dj) Like the nina aint alive (
Yeah, yeah 'Last Of The Mohicans' man, let's go You'll never take me alive It's time DJ, wake 'em up I'd like to introduce you all to somebody Somebody
, and you gently release my hand And it shook my balance, cause you ain't no more alive You think I'd see you, if I chewed this 45? Oh I'd be the first
ve tryed Ay got to many good things to say So heres a message to mista Dj! [Chorus:] Play my music like I died (To the Dj) Like the nina ain't alive (
was a good day, had the hood buzzing, Ice Cube my favorite rapper, ya'll niggas can't tell me nothin. Everybody's first bootleg was Boyz n the Hood, whoever thought Gangsta Rap
G. Rap came out with "I'll Street Blues" BDP took me all through school And Bobby Brown told us, "Don't Be Cruel" Krush Groove had us thinkin we was all
be broke and own nothin but piece of mind and a Benz, and a house, and a nine-deuce-nine on top, help me out before I sink the boat There's gotta be more
out any rapper/producer or DJ senseless Now bottoms up girl No not them bottles girl I love your face but that ass could be a model girl I'm greedy and
But they give it back to me and say, "continue" That?s the thing about Brooklyn, they never get enough Of the rap and the music and all the good stuff
to a sofa On top, it's a usual act Can't wait to get down to 45 Studios I'm into rap, but no urge to sing I'm DJ Mark, 45, 45 King of Swing
a sofa On top, it's a usual act Can't wait to get down to 45 Studios I'm into rap, but no urge to sing I'm DJ Mark, 45, 45 King of Swing
strut and uncrisp the lettos tryin' to cover up, you still see the fellows It's T. Touch mister bahapanti with a rap for a mummy lookin' like ashanti
the laws double dutch afros parakeet crap honey i kilt (killed) the kids w/my rap then my dj Kiilu he came and said yo i'll scratch the break you rap