for, DJ Mr. Len The motherfuckin El.P undisputed Stylemaster CoFlow , Phase 2, Bigg Jus, yo check it The elevated trainline of the day linin the A Where
like fliers Flossin' my teeth with barbed wire Leavin' a bloody mess Then harass kids And buy 'em a candy bar So they can tell me where you live [Kon
only a safe Malcolm Jeans getting muddy from clap with him [Masta Killa] My first gun was a .32, right before *ugh* Graduated to the .38, maybe a 9 I
She gon' turn into a boomerang Knock, knock, who's there? "I'm back" Who cares? Me not speaking no English Girl you know I'm a true player! [Chorus] [Verse 2] H-N
a G-Unit motherfuckin soldier boy now when u gon get it in yo brain the gates wide open and the dogs off the chain Uhr..Uhr I be that young'n with the
!!! We ride, we ride We ride, we ride We ride, we ride [Hook] S-N, S-S-N-S S-N, S-S-N-S S-N, S-S-N-S S-N, S-S-N-S We sendin' this to all you (All you
can come up By getting a job so I mob not givin' a fuck I'm the drama mama warned all they kids about I mash up strapped Get my dibs n' out Hustler musn't trustin' a
double O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C-A-M-P I'm
ditch my strap What's the haps, mayn? Jockin' a whole crap game Mack 10 put a nigga on in, so now I Hoo-Bang Get your new Jordans with my usual P hat
can come up By getting a job so I mob Not givin' a fuck I'm the drama Mama warned all they kids about I mash up strapped Get my dibs n' out Hustler musn't trustin' a
damage spleens, then I scream "Regime!" [ Poppa LQ ] Let's take a out-of-town trip with a thousand crips With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand clips
? ] Maybe 10. [how did you live? ] I became a runner. [a drug runner.] That's right. [could you give us a description of how you lived, the next few Years.] I kinda moved up. I lived
the same block wit the same crew n everybody sitting fat living good n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g's n
-es I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea! [Chorus] (DJ Drama: oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw) YEA! Money money money get a dollar and a dick Weezy Baby
's in orbit This brain's a foster home and these rhymes are orphans [Chorus] x2 This is hip-hip, a sick man's medicine This blood, sweat, tears n lovin
lives in 'Nam And I ain't stoppin it till' all these human lives are gone [Chorus: Demoz] AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P (Die mother fucker, die)
the Tech N9NE experience Yeah A.C.I.D. (I love you very much) [repeat 3 times] P.C.P., Carabou leez This is the Tech N9NE experience [Verse 2] I'm on
Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to love Eazy Back when everybody was doin The Hump I was