title And bring, North Carolina, and Virginia, to the front of the line (Yeah, we gon' do it) We're gonna stand by This one's for North Carolina C'mon
Don't be scared of me Come on over here and let Bubba infect you From the slums the east of Athens to the plains in North Lagrange, Bubba K can stumble
to impress Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush East side crew, west side crew North
- When I die, don't bury me, burn me.. The way thing's are goin' I might die early. I hate MC's that get it with the swag lines like 'I'm a killer an
't care what you think When I die, don't bury me, burn me, By the way things are goin', I might die early, I hate MCs that get away with swag lines like
It was 2000 and 4, I was sweet 16 Driving through North West to On your 125 on the dual carriage way With the wind in my face You would pick me up every
bumba you know that you can find me i never change my number I don?t mind if these private callers wanna carry on blinging off my line I?m happy to remind
A: is the jungle brothers... G: yeah A: on a black piece of wax G: yeah, my name is mike g A: uh huh G: on the mix is sammy b First in line to kick the
In Jungletown All the boogies in the street Radios turned up very loud Playin' Dancing Queen They love our music This English girl from the North somewhere
panic Harlem got me branded, rhythms jingle like bricks These niggaz face it or face off, give up or break north My lines petrify your mind?s third
, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh! new syllables eat ball, ya f-cks off's your house, your bitch I'm getting sucked off East, south, midwest, even up north
I got my discharge from Fort Irwin Took a place on the San Diego county line Felt funny bein' a civilian again It'd been some time My wife had died
I had the carburetor cleaned and checked with her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks for
Killa Klan (8x) Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago (cities differ for each chorus) [Juicy J] Late last nite
to count to a billion My bitch Brazilian Hop in that Lamb' Push the button lose the ceiling Sun out no raindrops Posted in the same spot Right here in North, North
the North servin Keisha and Tameka and Shanika, Marilyn Were full-time freaks but were part time virgins You were so blind you couldn't read between the lines
for a fee but I Got Em' [Chorus] [Verse: Yo Gotti] I met the birdman with the Bird layin, got a twenty piece, brought it back to NORTH MEMPHIS charged
elevel with the flow I riding from the bottom go straight to the top when I'm only in graping on the hip hop pop I'm crossing the line heading for the