, flamin my dank and drankin brew, thinkin bout that hangin, cleppin my back and thuggin wit trues, fools, you know we're Mo Thug Family (Mo Thug Family
a bottle of rage And a family like the mafia If my family tree goes back to the Romans Then I will change my name to Jones If my family tree goes back
I could see From the top of the family tree A hundred branches growing 'round me Way up there in the family tree When I was seventeen, I left that town My
atop my family tree Then I was truly meant to leave the dark Down this path set out in front of me I will reunite this world's divided halves, fulfill my
a minute and All my thugs get (get what?) gangsta with it Gotti Jigga and Daz Dillinger, killin ya with the pound with Roc La Familia {*y'all niggaz
You can keep your opinions You can keep on walkin' I'm gonna raise my glass, yeah to Thunderhead Hawkins Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Now Mr. Hawkins got a family tree
You deserve 93 shawty You deserve me shawty So tell that other nigga He can leave like a tree falling And when it comes to love Baby I'm free falling Did I leave my
When I blast, bullets spit faster than MC Hammer beats I be damned if he get a chance to sleep I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree
-R-I-S-T-M-A-S The best time of year, is here my friends can you feel it in the air a time of joy, a time to share C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S Gather round the tree
break bread And only Dulo niggas know, what's the head My name is Billy Loco and this is my opinion I'm coming from SD, and Dulo is my religion, beatch Round and round
in Threes And me off point? C'mon now nigga please I'm paranoid, you know I'm burnin' those tree I kiss my finger, cross my heart, I'ma make it out
But my friends all invite me ?round For a Christmas fay do-do I?m gonna hop a plane or rather use my thumb But you best believe I?ll be ?round that tree
me Any chance he get he gon' take it, try to sweep me off my feet That's why I keep my eyes wide, nigga cross that line they gon' die Leave your families
on the case. Rapping up every mind with a special degree in socio-psycholo G.B.E. The Gary Byrd Experience is my course When you take my class you
I'm in trouble Everybody get out now On the double I'm dead (your done) that's it for me I'm gonna be picked off my family tree Once Mom finds out '
could see From the top of the family tree A hundred branches growing 'round me Way up there in the family tree When I was seventeen, I left that town My
But no complaints, I understand It's the nature of the game I pay the water bill, electricity The mortgage and that policy That takes care of my family Should the good Lord call my