robbed the Glendale train And the people they did say o'er many miles away It was those outlaws yeah Frank and Jesse James Well Jesse had a wife To mourn for his life Three
bust back Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run back I'm from the slums that created the bass that thump back This ain't a game clown, play ya James
on some 1-800, cops shot shit Say we were gonna Mmm, say we were gonna get it together Yeah, yeah, yeah One day, one day, one day, one day, one day
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] One-two, one-two, yo What the fuck is the deal, it's Toney Starks, nigga Ya niggas know what time it is, the kid with the
and saw a white man's face, covered in shades I must have passed out, can't remember **** before I blacked out Three more ****** approaching, holding they **** out One
, Projects (Yeah) Bulletproof wallets (DJ, DJ) On yo' ass nigga, you heard? Dirt-ass niggas, ya niggas ain't got a chance Stadio, one-three Word up,
'cause I don't like to pack my iron Watchin kids on the corner buyin, gettin zooted then lyin Test and I commence, to firing One two three shots and
it, with only one but I'm foreshadowing the rhyme Like a nice pirollo(? ) wine, life takes time I'm, one of two and to see it a one who's part of many
Into the regiments, respect to the veterans And the pioneers, with dying tears To see rap has survived after 15 years And ready to go 15 more Three-
One two, one two, one two I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz This also goes out
for your girl like Rae Dawn Chong Yo you're mother's so fat she wears a three piece thong Made of polyester-cryllic, rip stop nylon With a Skully cap that stretches three
see Buck never waitin' in line nigga, I bump pay everybody shit just to get to the front young, did I mention Twenty One? with more houses that sell than Century Twenty One
We takin over this, never the opposite. Re write my life give me light in a fight for what's right ala liberate, quidado. One fifty one rum is how we
quot;krondike" in the trunk And a pound full of james brown Cause I gots to get loaded so hold up soldier [chorus: 2xs] The count goes (one more
born hustler, yeah crack I stocked it Now my drugs are legal, so just pass the profit Three months alone sizzurp will smash the notic We them B boys in one
scrammy scram on the block hand and hand Hard I was slanging it straight Laron James with it No big star No big car One big rock One big block I'll go
fool from the ol' school When it's time to duel, you get two men Two heaters, one street, one clock and when it strike twelve one of y'all gon' drop
, so motherfucker west up It's gun ho mack one,oh please, you can't fuck wit deez Ice Cubez and Dub-Ceez is my G'z And hip-hop, top three niggaz the