get too comfortable, or live a bit relax [Hook x2] [Mr. 3-2:] Move around get gone, pass on by Give a playa room, taking the piece of the pie Move around
(feat. Butch Cassidy, Don Cisco, Nino Brown, Russell Lee, Mr. Kee) [Mr. Kee:] Yeah Hustler's theme Worldwide Come on [Hook: Mr. Kee] All money ain't
man You know? Yeah man Real Talk Of New York [Verse 1: Fabolous] Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur So they wanna (pause) the door Chicks come around
do is sit back And watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash [Roscoe - Verse 3:] (Roscoe Dash, let's go) R-O-S-C-O-E Mr. shawty put it on me
get reary ducking haters as they passing I wish I was a sociable person, but socializing ain't for me I want to die by myself in these streets cause that's love [Mr. 3-2
I can get a buck no luck I had to move around a lot 'cause my moms was stuck I had family but I was way too wild had to move to the West to regain my
2 help me wit my come up damn i den made all of yall shit ya jeans dis look like it might be a job for mr. clean you ole bootleggin nigga yous a knock
whaa whaa Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and Lil Lay I love you nigga and you know what I'm sayin KB probably rummin around here
Tv My Diminsion Is 3d You Gotta Look In The Upwards Direction To See Me I'm Rated Are You Pg Pga On The Lawn I Do More Than Move Cd's You Best Eat You
Bridges off Different Strokes I was born to rock, born to rhyme What you lookin' at is somethin' that's before their time Like the number 2-3 in the red and black Mr
't love them hoes How could you trust a hoe? (Snoop: Why?(echoed 3X) Cuz a hoe's a trick We don't love them tricks (Snoop: Why?(echoed 3X) Cuz a trick
sleep (Sing it to 'em baby) I said I'm gettin' higher Yeah And closer to my dreams Whoa Sometimes it feels like I'll never move on Closer to my dreams [Verse 2
time. He's washed up now, I heard about it though. [2:20] Ray: What is it you're doing, Mr. Tishman? Carl: I'm using the chicken to measure it Aynsley
, Mortar?s been in the booth to rhyme, I don?t scratch vinyl, I scratch up the mic with my canines. Verse 3 ? Trials and Sesta Mr Trials, young ladies
got Mr. Johnson's head...In my bookbag [Chorus x2] I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway I sat
wish I could be a ninja [chorus] Damn I wish I could be a ninja, ninja [X3] Damn It'd feel good ta see people applaudin' [all X2] After I was done
