do this shit, let's get this motherfucker On the count of three nigga, one...two...three Everybo- get the get the fuck on the flo', shut up bitch [Lil' O
Ha Ha, Make Money Money Money. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, Make Money Money Money [Verse: Fabolous] You Niggas Are Comical, Who Me I'm Seven Digits Two Commacal
(feat. Bun B & P.O.P.) [talking:] Hell yeah nigga, ay yo [Z-Ro:] Remember me, when I use to write my rhymes in class At Dick Dall Middle School, all
my call Pulling out the lot, and he let me crawl Like Mafio, by the year two triple O I'ma come down, in a six double O With green flow, mats on the flo
it's my treat all I want frum you Is to let me go deep I'm on call fo you seven days a week sex on delievery s.o.d [Chorus: Ashanti] [Verse 2:] Wen
m a dead motherfucker (You right!) [Verse One: Snoop Doggy Dogg] Wake up, jumped out my bed I'm in a two-man cell, with my homie Lil 1/2 Dead Murder
We gets high in the ghetto We gets shot in the ghetto You might get stuck in the ghetto Lil' Ghetto Boy Dr. Dre: Now I'm holdin' the dub, sittin' on swoll Twenty-seven
[JT] Three wheel motion around the corner on these niggaz mayne Smashin down the block, Charlie O beat in the deck Game, what it do? (What it do?) [The
you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop D-O-double-G, Eastside L.B.C. And I'm bobbin to the beat of my O.G. homeboy Ice Cube And I'm C-walkin
mother - yo whassup? Got the seven digits and I'm gone'n that's the kinda bitch you can call at 2 n the morning [Chorus: Ice Cube] Not just knee deep, she was O
[Intro:] Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there... shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit you
Intro: Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there... shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit you
and all that crap (o oh) Just tryin to be appreciated Nappy headed brothers never had no ladies Then I hit the barber shop real quick Had a mini lil
to get, more shows to rip I suggest you all roll with the click, who you wit Frozen wrists and it's flows that's sick More O's than you know exist, bitch
[Hook: Joe - 2x] That's how it's going down Seven days, seven days a week It's going down, o-ooh [Lil Head] Seven days a week around here, we pop champagne
and we wan' go home. Day me say day me say day me say day-o. Daylight come and we wan' go home. Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Six-foot, seven
do Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you Check it out [Nelly] I - opened up shop at 13 Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O
