what a way) What a way [x5] She a mock Jordan soh (what a way) What a way [x3] (hey) Da gyal deh hot a way [Bridge:] What a way It's Evil for the ladies
(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
I'm everlasting, forever blasting my enemies Fuck having a vision, of a motherfucker killing me I'm Presidential, a motherfucking bad actor Trying to hog up everything, like a
fuck a ditch I'ma dig a few The odds are against us, because we black So keep your heat in a stash spot, and always be strapped [Hook] Mr. officer, crooked officer Make a
a nigga They could never take the soul of a M.O.B. soldier nigga Cowards get rolled up, mob on 'em Makaveli Boy youse a boss player, that's what all the
This drink is Gauranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard now if ya with me Pour a glass and drink with a nigga know what I mean ? I ain't
wanna set us up, they never tough They ask me for a hook, I tell 'em left to right, head or gut What y'all messin' with is a nigga that'll leave you
scream While I'm projectile vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you? Do you think that I'm kidding? What do I look like some kind of idi-wait a
always manage it Not all decisions made are made by management You're not a goon you're a talker boy Mr. Munk I'm a boss not a water boy You're not that
it for you, it was World War II, When this man named Kenji woke up, Ken was not a soldier, He was just a man with a family who owned a store in LA, That
A NUN! I WANT A NUN! I WANT A BURRO, IN THE FROSTY LIGHT! Thing-Fish: You want a NUN? De boy want a NUN? What de fuck kinda NUN you want? Harry: (singing
ma booby trap With a rappin' up for the eight track play back laid back sit back An I'll ???? an me runnin' ???? as a matter a fact 'Cause I trappin' a back like a
a spliff and hole higher meditation Pon the hills me deh and look down poh creation And see what Babylon a do the nation Still me ago find a way fi resist
I'm a G. [chorus1] They call me Mr. Dayton, the triple gold killa, I be the reason for murder to a po strapped young nigga. Just call me Mr. Dayton,
me He met me half way 'No guts, no glory' I always say So until I reach what I came here to find Along with inner peace, life will always be a grind
was fearful of losing a bargain [Fortunato:] Fearfully stupid if you ask me Edgar [Edgar:] I am on my way to see Mr. Bolo [Fortunato:] A cask [Edgar:] A
in this, this again, his twisted, this is specific Dismiss a trick if he slip, no need for the fist 'o' brick Proceed with a pistol-grip, go deep into a
