Who died? Yeah they all ask me Who died? Your phone is dead You ain't home You ain't alive It was you You, you're the one who died The Catholics confirm
y'all try to take my spot, fellas? Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas Foxy got you hot
? Yeah dog (Anybody sleepin' on us) Second album nigga, two guns up nigga Real L.O.X., blaze "We Are the Streets" nigga, y'all know who the best (C'mon
humpedy humpedy DAMN! I called you and asked if it was true and you lied Boy I wanted to beat you black and blue till you died Knew my lady was well
Connecticut He said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down And he said a??I like youa??...and then he walked up and said a?? let me snake
just died from the Bubonic Flu Or the Ebola Virus under the reign of King Cyrus You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris Un-loyal snakes
me what ya got Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react Real thug shit unplugged Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust Bitches who nod, the bulletproof
's ball yo bash aint shit [Chorus:] Now who wanna go to the ball (I do) The wicked ass monster's ball (thats who) Tell me who wanna go to the ball (I
's no lace wearing their browns Went from spitting hot lyrics, to spitting a round And yo I promise not to act funny Loyalty to all them niggaz who react
dog (Anybody sleepin on us) Second album nigga - two guns up nigga Real L.O.X. - blaze! "We Are the Streets" nigga, y'all know who the best (C'mon) Fuck
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react [x2] [Bonifucco] Real thug shit unplugged Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust Bitches who nod, the bulletproof
stores wid my advance Who but me? [Chorus x2: X-Raided (Dott Dogg)] Who be flashin' (nigga!) Who be mashin' (nigga!) Who be smashin' (nigga!) Who but
met ken Kaniff in Connecticut He said his predicits and pronouns and wanted to throw down And he said I like you... and then he walked up and said let me snake
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (repeat 2X) [Bonifucco] Real thug shit unplugged Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust Bitches who nod,
my spot, fellas? Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas Foxy got you hot 'cause you
yo bash aint shit [Chorus:] Now who wanna go to the ball (I do) The wicked ass monster's ball (thats who) Tell me who wanna go to the ball (I do) I
