anyone Man and machine, machine and man We're always together they can't understand Give anything for her velvet seats Do anything just to hear her squeal Man and machine, machine and man
about anyone Man and machine, machine and man We're always together they can't understand Give anything for her velvet seats Do anything just to hear her squeal Man and machine, machine and man
won't last K M E L, y'all can kiss my ass That's why the town got rid 'o $hort That's why the town got rid 'o $hort It all started back when C and
makin a mill plus boy comin through and Im sicka bein in a bus fuckin with that bird, and we gettem for a gallon and that man pulled and we what.... (
in the 'lac truck, them niggas in path finders and The crime scene like N O R E N O R E People wanna scream they like N O R E N O R E Man, I'm outta
laugh, hee hee Cops rollin radars, trucks move with CB's Switchin more gears, countin G's, blastin CD's Product on the market make a man behind the drum machine
L-O-X, L-O-X, L-O-X, we here! (Answering Machine Recording) Yo, kiss man I'm tired, I'm not doin a verse today, man I'll do this shit tomorrow, man
product and round the doggs up Gather all my niggas tell em time to eat Now it's cross seven o'clock nigga, the night's on me Machines movin loads, the
-less/ Bullet's is followin' but Bizzy is feelin' lucky/ So why you muggin' me thug, you really ain't buggin' me bitch/ And Little Capo keep lookin' that's
' F-15's and Anti-Wack Maf Machines Michropone, sittin' on my vocal chord Sendin' busta's to the crossroads like Thuggish Ruggish Bone It's the C O O L I O
cool, cool, cool, cool rider. I want a coooooool rider, A cool, cool, cool, cool rider. I want a C-O-O-L R-I-D-E-R. I need a C-O-O-L R-I-D-E-R. (Repeat
on the wall Who was the man before 'Pac and Biggie Smalls No disrespect, but y'all know how I ball The L L C O O L J, what's my motherfucking name
'm in so deep I can't escape These crime situations, I stay in man formation And shot echoes through the ghetto locations y'all remain P.L.O. slam cats
it through the mouth, pussy hole and anus ... you gonna get famous, haha that's dangerous, jeloausy's for ... motherfuckers, is for ... motherfuckers yeah, that just happened, and that's
I ain't you clock spittin and ain't no bull shitin murda, Murda that when yell before I serv ya A-s-s-a-s-s-i-n don't make me dig into the hearts of
's go, one time For my Machine Shop crew And then it's two times S.O.B. and L.P. too And then it's three times It's Mike and Sixx on the track And then
M-O-M-S stole my P-O-P-S, the son named K-S-O-L-O be B-L-E-S, S-E-D Blessed this brand new hard rap, H-I-T-S S-P-E-L-L, my style B-O-U-N-D My sister
