: Thirty one, thirty five, thirty eight, fourty two, Fourty eight, fifty one, fifty four, fifty eight Sixty four, sixty eight, sixty nine, seventy five
rag away from your face. Now ain't the time for your tears. Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen. She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to
you throw down yer hat Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at Ain't there no one here that knows how
, let's do it We can get it done It's kinda funny plus I'll show you that I'm not the one (I ain't the one) You stupid bro, now what you ball up your
you know [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Incase you ain't know and incase you ain't heard And if you want us to set it just give me the word This one goes out
We have small beef, I still sell them O's for three fifty They know in big beef, I pop a hundred times Be like roadkill, I live nigga's brains on one
shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich, I just get sued [Redman] Yo, I leave with no injure, after I blow four in you One handstand
(with Tyga) [Intro:] Haha, My Lil Drop Top Girl [Verse 1: Tyga] Sweet Lil Something, Turbo Button Four Fifty Eight, Engine Running Her Legs So Sunny
watch, it was nine forty-three, And every time I'd spin, she'd spin with me. We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin', ...) Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine fifty-four
that trails Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails Because of all we?ve seen, because of all we?ve said We are the dead One
, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushin' broom buys and eight by twelve four-bit room
rent Rooms to let...fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four
, we fly September 22 to Heathrow So there's not really long to go Tonight will be a brilliant show Lettin' you know I miss you More than four hits
just fell through Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow So there's not really long to go Tonight will be a brilliant show Lettin' you know I miss you More than four
like that Got palm tree's, we comin' through on three's The A-F-T-E-R-M-A-T-H nigga we got a army Aftermath general, one love to fifty Ain't seen him
bank for loans All I do is party and bullshit like when Frank was home And you got it all boo I got it all too A four, five, and a six and they all blue