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the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter
the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter rams
D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah We doin', big pimpin', we spendin' G's Check 'em out now, big pimpin', on B L A D's We doin' big pimpin
need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage Say Hova, c'mon say it, Hova, Hova, are y'all out there? ( Hova, Hova) Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder
on the road Limos with full bar F-E-R-G-I-E F-E-R to the G (Will.I.Am) Fergie Ferg rock hard most definatly on the M-I-C with L-Y-T I called Lyte
-T-E-Y, girl you tasty T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the Hit it
m from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get
Cleveland they said where you been When I'm unconditional with my loving And at the C L E V E L A N D And we get bucked on the block, block, block,
, I roll with the best, see? Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas From the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat Y'all know what happened to the thief When the
to hate they gone feel that cake In Baton Rouge keep a big attitude real rude L.I.G im real cool don`t thank that im a lil dude A Peter Pan quick knock
Nigga, Murda Muzik the movie, the LP Yo, it's straight up Dunn, it's like this straight up yo peace to N O Y D H A V O C, nigga what , G O D, Ty Nitty
'? I gotta make moves bitch, stack some G's From the whole stroll to my fax machine I got money comin' in from everywhere From New York to L.A., to the
track, man, you underdig? We spit these L R P's and we do this damn thing real tough like You underdig? So this a bitch, c'mon The homies done made
P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C
that niggy put that green up in the sky Off that Al Green, sippin' a OB Who that G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B? Bustin' a 'chanical,
Clear the rhythm A B C D E F G, H I J K L M N O P Q R S, T U V, W X Y Z Now I know my ABC's, next time won't you sing with me? "Go on, laugh, make
