song is mine, If I sang it then I wrote it, Even if I didn't sing it, Write the lyrics, make a Milli, Let another artist bring it, R&B to Pop, Even
table when I start to chop I'm the lumberjack D.J Ad Rock If you try to knock me you'll get mopped I'll stir fry you in my wok Your knees start shakin
The Battle of New Orleans (arr. J. Driftwood) Johnny Horton Pop Chart # 1 Apr. 27, 1959 Album: 16 Biggest Hits Columbia Legacy Records CK 69971 Transcriber
A nigga don't stop for squares or octagons prepare I'm not the one you scared, the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks,
murdered you on your own shit You a dick-ridin' faggot, you love the attention Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons Ha, R O C get gunned up and clapped quick J.J
money on my own. Somebody tell me now where we went wrong. God, bring my family back because they long gone. It's on. Now Pops don't even come around, but I know Pop
rap My nigga now Flesh is home Bizzy Bone, he's still insane And I'm still hangin' with with Lay This nigga Wish Bone, he ain't changed D.J. U, Neek
, we roll, roll. Rod J came through with the Mack-10. Wish trippin' when I pulled out the glock. You know that all of my niggas be ready this pop-pop,
writin' history you gonna remember Like The Juice Crew U to the G to the K P A Playa Miss me bout that U-ing nigga next up is J R Uh, tell ya Lil' J
a rat, pussy watch and see I been straight for a long time gettin' checks for a long time Gettin' Jake for a long time, E and J for a long time Nigga
in this rap game, and ain't for frontin' Best believe when shit pop off, I'm blazin' somethin' It's the J to the Izzo, you know the rest Nigga can't
a rat, pussy watch and see [Hook:] I been straight for a long time Gettin' checks for a long time Gettin' Jake for a long time E&J for a long time Nigga
watching me Mousetrap for a rat, pussy watch and see [Hook - Scarface {UTP}] I've been straight {for a long time} Getting cake {for a long time} E&J {
's celebrate Heard you gettin' money, I'll rob you right now And you gon' get popped in the head, true story Crips do they thing in blue gloves, pop
' Tubs still lift up So do the sink now Pablo escobar shit Buyin' a clink now Dead presidents shit Robbin the Brinks now 100 shot tommy guns Hell of a stink now J
ass cheek Like I did my victims in my last robberies, hell You know the game, the name, 'B-L-A-C-K' Pop the champagne then blaze the mary j From the Bay
just another mother (sucker) Blo Pop time (it's Blo Pop time) It's Blo Pop time (it's Blo Pop time) In the mix, the dimension, J.B., and Chico It'
the shit out of it Bang, bang, bang then see what I can get out of her probably some scratch clothes and some J's I got six thousand ways to rhyme