runnin' Peanut-butter leather seat, with big truck on it I must've kidnapped the nigga man-huntin' 'Cause I heard 'em hollain' hold on baby I'm comin' Far away the stars
But baby, it's strange to me Whenever I feel like I'm sinking You make a beautiful scene Don't lie to me And I wouldn't lie to you, oh no And baby I
mad when you get hit in the head with that brick (Gangsta Boo) Gangsta Boo, (Crunchy Blac) Crunchy Blac (Gangsta Boo) Both worlds star 69 baby its official
Looking cool, baby, walking hard Wasn't that you fallin' drunk out of that black girls car Yeah, wasn't that you? Baby, wasn't that you? Baby wasn't
Now that my baby ain't around Now that my baby ain't around Now that my baby ain't around Now that my baby ain't around My baby baby ain't around Now
they deserve the innocent get the strays everything aint all gravy baby niggas are subject to change and it gotta be the paper cause niggas is acting strange
kids and ghosts Are spirits that we ought to set free. Then city slicker pickers got a lot of Slicker licks than me. But ridin' the range and acting strange
pass that weed i got to light one, [Twista] Nigga money livin' marvelous, in god we trust, don't too many niggas wanna start wit us, got big guns in
we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we ain't marchin we shootin In daily recruitin there's a tough law Everyday in the ghetto We start em off little
Now come to my suite and get lockjaw baby Rich nigga lookin at the cops all crazy Its the mob shit nigga Martin Scorsese Heater close range, cuz people are strange
Five days since the big surprise When some loser's wife said she's shtill dating twenty guys Three days wince he interviewed A bunch of psychic porn star
STAR BABY I'M GONE FLOW WITH MY PANTS DOWN LOW I'M A HIP HOP STAR BABY LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANNA RIDE WITH THIS HIP HOP STAR I'M A ROCK STAR DO I BLOW
(feat. Big Ben & Shadow) Black Walt told me if you wanna bonafide banga You gotta start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea) Add some dope ass music
Krizz Kaliko & Snug Brim) [Announcer:] Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome for your half time viewing pleasure from Kansas City, Misouri THE STRANGE
one right here's for the Riot Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The jail breakers! We gon start this shit off right! We got KCMO in the house tonight! We gon start
(feat. Big Pun, Cuban Link & Triple Seis) [Fat Joe] Blam! Bang bang baby! Yeah, Terror Squad style Trizzie, check it out now [Cuban Link] Yo, I'm rated
real, we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we ain't marchin we shootin In daily recruitin there's thug born Everyday in the ghetto We start em off