] Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Let's go... Yeah, listen... [Inspectah Deck] The sound of the horns says it's on We storm through like C. Thomas, Red Dawn
15 Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine My lyrics are blueprints to money makin Fat as that ass that honey shakin [Chorus (w
I got what you need, man Rough raps and booze, that's what we feed, fans [J-Ro] I got a Bodycount like Ice-T's, band The Liks bring it to you live like C
falls Fool, that's the life of a B-Dog [DOGG] Downin' a Crab like a bottle of C-B Inglewood Gangstas, W-D-Z Throwin' up the C what the fuck you sign!?
I love the block, so catch me hugged up with the strip Still I got nice prices, on jugs of that sip You can call me Chris Wizzard, or C-W Now let's cap
Boss hog, bow down to the Frog [VERSE 5: Hi-C] One time for the nine and the deuce Right now I'm 'bout to get real loose Cause Hi-C's in the muthafuckin
Deck] Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Let's go... Yeah, listen... [Inspectah Deck:] The sound of the horns says it's on We storm through like C. Thomas,
(feat. Ice Cube, W.C.) [Mack 10] Microphone check I.O. from the west coast beller and tella I cuss like a sella when you see her shes a gonna Moved
for the S.U.C (coldest lyricists, in the 7-1-3), hey [H.A.W.K.] 7-1-3, is the area code 7-45, is how I hog the road 24/7 nigga, I stay blowed And all
(feat. Mike D, Billy Cook, W.G.) [Hook x2: Billy Cook] I know, that I gotta be a G Till the day, that I'm gone Repping, for the Southside of town Still
(feat. C-Bo, Killa Tay) [C-Bo] I'ma cock and unload the AK Have 'em on they radio screamin out MAYDAY MAYDAY callin back up, I let 'em stack up It's
Deck] Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Let's go... Yeah, listen... [Inspectah Deck] The sound of the horns says it's on We storm through like C. Thomas, Red
[W.C.:] From hood to hood, city to project, the project Nigga what's the motherfuckin' dialect? Gangstas, caught in a shuffle Niggaz tryin' to turn a
(Feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.) [WC talking] [Warren G] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder
Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine My lyrics are blueprints to money makin Fat as that ass that honey shakin [Chorus (w/
Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Let's go... Yeah, listen... [Inspectah Deck:] The sound of the horns says it's on We storm through like C. Thomas, Red Dawn
: (Feat. Butch Cassidy, W.C.) [WC talking] [Warren G] Take notes young locs, I advise y'all to slow down Glocks, K's, and eagles trying to put a murder