in the Mo' gone But your all wrong, all we do is fly We show floating on, still strollin' on, keep it strokin' on From the home of the C-H-I-C-A-G-O
it's probably this (Fiesta) Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, Fiesta Remix with the homie from the Midwest side Game recognize game, hoes do too It's the new 2 Live Crew
.H.B. with a gulp of Mountain Dew With glee so I can possibly end my existence G.H.B. ain't no need 4 resistance, extacy [Chorus] Yeah, X.T.C. (I love
(feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: (RZA)] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa
(feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: RZA] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa,
the cotties like WHOA! Rah first featured on The Score like WHOA! Whores tried to run up on my draws like WHOA! C'mon, Digga got smoke and I freaked the funk H
good Sets up in the sky, we repping it for the hood what it do [Big Pokey] I picked the lock, and came through S.U.C.-M.O.B., the same crew Five pound
scared of that disease Cause she's passin' out the skinz like government cheese But not me player, cause Pimp C wanna live Have you had your test? Are you H
ones for [distorted] and my Riker's Island niggas That remember when I came through The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74 Little Nasi and the crew, y'all niggas
lows Of the industry D.I.T.C. and X to the Z Bringin' it live Get it crackin' to the third degree Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V. We gring rap
and lows Of the industry D.I.T.C. and X to the Z Bringin' it live Get it crackin' to the third degree Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V. We gring
Harleckinz DJ Tomekk sagt immer zu mir: Harris Alter du spinnst Pimp Gyver von den G.B.Z.-Oholika mit meiner H-Town Crew nicht immer aber ofter mal im
(feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: RZA] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa