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Swerving off the lot do a 360 hurricane whip my car
Little bitty bitch she biting on nibisco like a chocolate bar
Me and my niggas we can't handle
I used to hit the bar downtown
Chase girls with Coke and Crown
Raise 'em up and shut 'em down, shut 'em down
Had a trusty spot down by the lake
a good hell and he succeeded
He began by putting thorns all over the trees
He mixed up the sand with millions of fleas
He scattered tarantulas along
little brother on some set em up shit
Bitch I got the pipe, gamble with cho life
You gone crap out on some bet em up shit
You be on the gram like you got
as a good little hood thing
Look at blues, rock, jazz, rap
Not even talkin' about music
Everything else too
By the time it reach Hollywood it's over
But
don’t see the dirty
Stuff you do to me
You only show a little but you give me more
Behind, behind, behind behind closed doors
(No one can see us, I know
an amazing young man
And I thank God every single day for who you are
And for bringing you into our lives
Love you
Medicine for melancholy
Give it to em
Little Girl Voice) He once was a thug from around the way.
Eazy, but you should(Eazy-E Interupts with)
Bitch, Shut the fuck up.Get the fuck out
of nigga that got it and break down a key
Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby
Smell the beef, it continue to uh, give em hell
Fill they bodies with
a homie in Japan, he always been a fan
Give you weed by the zip, or by the gram
Yeah, I had a home girl in Pari'
'Til the bitch left her nigga now she
be takin shorts, I wear em
A rapper diss me, huh, I dare him
Cause if he does that, then he'll be makin
A big mistake, cause I start breakin
see
How you can be
Entered into another world
What's the word
Listen up and you'll see how I give em
Look at him what the hell is he doing?
Judging
breathe, she watching me go as I fall to my knees Yeah Snakes in the grass let em bleed, I shed em often, leave em lost in the weeds I been through hell
happened to Hurricane
Here we go
Yes, inspired by Eminem
And the Buffalo Bill song this is evident.
Proudly say that I'm a product of Dr. Dre and him
Since
a rude awakenin', by ignorin', I pull the signs
Why did I give you the keys to authorize shit on my behalf?
Now, I'm scarred and mortified
What did I
program
Aggravated the party a little
Leave the whole place full of riddle,
Hardcore to the middle
Big Jus, Psycho Les & Skribble
A nigga really stars
twas the night
Before Christmas and
Uhi already read that part pick
It up from here, brocko
Right
The stockings were hung by
The chimney with care
In
number, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah give 'em my number
Tell 'em I'm waitin' by the phone
Give 'em my number
Tell 'em I hate to be alone
Give 'em my number
some buffoon blown away by her style
She goes out of her way so she can play and make him beg for a little while
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
anthem
Get 'em
Get 'em
Get 'em
And put a little
Venom
Venom
In 'em
So we can finally
Kill 'em
Kill 'em
Kill 'em
Once and for all we
Kill 'em
Kill 'em
I am
Little one
See you in the rain
Memories the water holds
You came like a hurricane
Now I can't get you out of my thoughts
See you in the rain
Water
me can drink some Hennessy
Then we get it on
Mad women wantin to bone Sean combs
Sippin on Patron
Speeding we be leanin
Got em feeling
And when I give
in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
a yolk
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus]
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
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