fever i guess its fully loaded, ah yes, bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha 50 g's to the crap shooter, niggas can't fade me chrome socks
. Dr. Dre, Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott) Whatchu want? Whatchu want? Get off me [Knoc] I pull quick, it's useless [Knoc] I'm fully clipped, 6 fo' fully
That I fully understand all these things I've read I'm just trying To find my way Trying to find my way Trying to find my way The best that I know how
The Other Day In Apartment 3a Yo She's It You Can Say Whatever But She's It She's Well Put Together And Fully Equipt The Top Of The Line The Best There
me I can stay around If you need me, I'm here for you How that sound? Now it's up to you Depending on how you wanna get down Cause you're a big girl now
down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks And my jam knock in your Mitsubishi Girls pee pee when they see me Navajos creep me in they tee pee
down in perfect layers If adgetated, then my melody moves wildly Niggas that doubt me don't know nothin' about me Without me, rap would be weak wit'out a beat, but it got me
'm still not Sure that U realy love me... Love me... Love me... Love me... U love me... [Chorus:] Like the Lion of Judah (Judah) I Strike my enemys down
The fully loaded .2-5! (Uh-huh, you see me nigga?) With one extra bullet on the side! (You see me nigga, what nigga?, what?) The fully loaded .2-5, (
appear to me so evidently. And all this while people ignored me from 5 minutes of glory. To end of story didn't feel me nor cared much for me. Please
(feat. Big Scoob, Bumpy Knuckles, Kutt Calhoun & Skatterman) [Introduction:] B. Boys and B. Girls stand up. Down South, Midwest, East Coast, West Coast
Lyrical Miracle Whip Incredible Knock The Head Like A Several Diggy Diggy Down Diggy Down Watcha Diggy Down Cook It Clown And At The House Hold It Down Diggy Diggy_ Diggy Down
know about me I'll tell you who I am I'll tell you I be not the one for games But if you're right with me I know I'll do the same I be fully educated
if I let any man Come to my center, you enter, the winter Straight up and down that shit packed jam You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man The
came to bubble and ball You getting shutd own soon as I touch down Bust rounds, enemies slayed and cut down Fully automatic spittin rounds with no sound Break down
stay amazed and confused like this was algebra I'm scoutin the, best land for property Never sloppily, picture someone stoppin me From gettin mine, line
no innocence allowed in these ghetto streets Grab your guns, buck 'em off, when ya hit your leak Tell me what would you do if they killed your best friend
