Lyrics:
poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine
Summertime in the court house ? shit whats mine
Two to four three to nine benatoned it what
We all ran coke
like the greatest of all time
4 Bent, Rest in Peace, had to do it for 4 Line
2L, Roy 'nel a nigga, yeah, I'm from both sides
Bangin' on wax, we only
the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme whatcha got
'Cause I'm guaranteed
the streets
Even though we had a half a pound by the seats
My peeps never tweek, we handle shit when there's heat
Since one cop was white the otha was
Yeah what
Young Rein
Young Rein
Yeah right
Yeah right
What woah
Okay what woah
1 2 3 4
Bitch get the fuck out my face
I'm an animal
Telling me shit I
Episode: IX
From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King
Episodes II & III
right now
White Runtz, two blunts smelling like a whole pound
Three..
Bullets left in my pole
I see six opps now eenie, meanie, miny, mo
Nigga 4..
Years
'm outside by myself wit' a stick Davy Crockett
Every other day I check a flight check the mileage
Pop came white but i turnt that bitch violet
Still
on the paper like daily mail
And just because we had sex
One two three four times don't mean that you know me well
Ahh
Don't mean that you know me well
Oh yeah
me to see her
I was like sorry darling
Should have seen me sooner
Yeah this is war
This no game
We don't play
We want more
We want 4s
4 by 4 we want
you cop two of them, we frontin' four
Fuck niggas we don't fuck with dough
Bad bitches never lets them know
Keep them round but never trust them, no
on the stars on the Michelin
I need a whole movie trailer so people don't fuck with the boy out of Michigan
Two heads just bopping, followed by plenty more
religion which insisted that people
are beautiful golden birds and must be preserved
for your persistent nerve
and plain white talk
the common woman is
nervous when I see a white van
Live out a store, die back, nigga, cold now
Let's make a movie, then put it on two
Tryna turn niggas to a ghost, it's spooky
"they they feel that they're not gettin paid? "
[kool keith]
You heard jeremy lawner got shot four times in the face
Standin on west 8th street, two
one million of your fake fanatics behind me
I keep it grimy; chase me you will never find me
I take you out for two or three minutes you can time me
ever tell no lies to her
She hate it cause I do this all the time
Coming home later in the night like
2 or 3 or 4 or even 5
Little white lies add up
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
'll shock your mind
I'll put the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme
find skate 1 thousand
2 Dope gotta keep his own style
Home made kicken box 4 tendance Posse
ICP make the whole car hop
When we let the bass drop
Inner
(Black)
Lil deuce deuce, deuce five gon buss backs (Blaat)
Two toned forty .45 got that pack
M4 kame wit a knife, beam and ah strap (It's Grimey)
The Mac I
Devastation, Or Moors
Elimination, By Spain
No sense in making, Title Caucasian
After a mountain's name, Between, Russia and China plains
Where Mongolians stayed
Tried to keep it like a lame, you ain't got a chance bwoi, 'cause
I'm a (Gangsta gangsta), 2-4-5
Gotta charga on the boost, baby girl you wann' ride?
so I ask you why not be an oddity?
It goes
One for the bass
Two for the trouble
Three for the babes
And four for the hustle
This one is for
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