a rep I handle mics, like hardaway And never get stripped, bust ya boy shit When he ridin' on my dick Nigga ya foulin' out, hackin' me wit the wack rhymes
O's, N's, why's this is just a tease before my album No bum is out, I'm out to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block, so bust it down, bust the sound
this shit Said Kellz on it'll it'll be a bigger hit A bigger hit Polo you owe me one Nigga you owe me one That's right you owe me one I'm just
me on this shit Said Kellz on it'll it'll be a bigger hit A bigger hit Polo you owe me one Nigga you owe me one That's right you owe me one I'm just bullshitting
bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad (Bad, bad and a wicked in bed) I'm a bad, yo
P Diddy in the house Short Records, Bad Boy Yeah, that's right Too Short, Too Short Gotta make that money 2000 watts, 1000 watts Gonna make that money Bad Boy, Bad
Oh yes, I'm that master rap I'm the cold cap (echo) I'm what you know, ask Rapping Beyotch, beyotch 2 times baby, one time more Give it one more for
was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted He tried to battle me and found self-destruction 2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew Bus-bust a rhyme, bus-bust a rhyme Bus-bust
Four Seasons, all four seasons with Sunny But I'll be just fine, the grind's in my bloodline It's what's in your guts time, baby, I'm one rhyme From
have to blast ya Let me ask ya, can I gets busy one time? And unwind and chill, with Cypress Hill Huh, I go on with my bad self I?m the four pound toter
blast another give them something to deal with 'Cause I'm the ill one, oh, the cap-peel one You coming round the Hill fucking son, I gotta spill one
't change the way I think And I can't change the way I am But if I offended you? Good 'Cause I still don't give a fuck I'm zonin' off of one joint, stoppin
is celebrated cause i made it one quarter through life some god-ly like thing created got rhymes 365 days annual plus some load up the mic and bust one
love the bling bling flow bang bang look at the way my chain glow the ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh the f-ck am I busting my brain
really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin' from something I never wanted so bad! Sometimes
Brat, & Angie Martinez (appears on the unedited version of the Nothing To Lose soundtrack) Uhh, yeah Uhh, here's another one, and another one Yeah
you want, we hollow in the pound And let em think they playin with that And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back (chorus) (Desperado) I write my rhymes