we can't take anymore, so let's go. Yo girl, we gotta get outta here. Hey baby, come on. Yo girl, we're gonna lose control. Hey baby, come on... let's
that we can't take anymore, so let's go. Yo girl, we gotta get outta here. Hey baby, come on. Yo girl, we're gonna lose control. Hey baby, come on... let's
The club can't even handle me right now Still feelin' myself, I'm like outta control Can't stop now, more shots, let's go Ten more rounds, can I get a K
I believe that's me) And what's ya name(Bran' Nu a.k.a Brandy) And where you from(Mississippi but was raised in Cali) Why don't you get on the mic for
they thang And a little jury and a Shaun Gas army (All the way) Time fucked up the rhyme [Verse 11: Wish] Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off and stay
got K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off
in penitentiaries soldiers of the century [Krayzie] Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't f**k around Buck a
Get outta line and I'm a give ya the blues Guess who's bizack? The boy B Mizack, A.K.A, Mr. Crack-A-Brick Turn a whole one from a half a brick, look
fuck with you fake ass niggas, that's real Them hands don't shake pussy, nigga, that's real If he flaw he a snake, nigga, that's real And I don't fuck with any nigga outta here
2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the Bentley and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We d boys getting money on dem 25`s 5 star
The only love hoes get is what they paid fo' Gimme my scratch, what the fuck I'm a stay fo'? I gotta make moves bitch, stack some G's From the whole
Oh, we got us a repeat offender in the house Jenny Jones A.K.A. Shawnna Same ol' charge, wanted in 8 states What's yo story this time? Oh yes, yo'
go, there they go Here they come, here they come Here they come, here they come Here they come, here they come Bad Boys want it so, gotta go, gotta go
if he get rid of you Then that's more cash in the Pot I got a rival now, tha turf is showin' what it's worth I gotta pack a gat fo survival now, they
Try to test us, you's gonna get smashed up You wanna run with the dogs, get your cash up Git it, you gotta get your straps up Git it, you gotta get
