end to this, baldergash, EEE haul ass And don't come knockin my door, with the cockle-doodle-doo I'm talkin the his and his and hers, Three's Company
:] i dont feel a thing so let me do my thing ha took self-destruct sorry fill my cup and excuse me if i throw up C.F gang C.F gang look around look around
hot boy then what do you call that? Niggas disrespect me, I'ma be in all black 'Companied by some niggas 'bout killin' and all that Me, Cory, and Mer-C
't runnin' no coke factory (Run tell 'em, tell 'em $hort, tell 'em) I used to sell weed in high school, smoked the profit I never sold company due, I
It is 4004 B.C., and the Lord has just created the Universe. He and His Original Angels celebrate the Lord's great acheivement (Glory Train). Lucifer,
a nigga get in my way, nigga I take they pipe, they monkey wrenches, they waterholes Nigga, pander they lighters, nigga Robbery, nigga For cocaine! Doub C
dough freeze? Hoe please You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees? Who you think brought you the oldies? Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C
Hoe Please You better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to smoke trees Who you think brought you the oldies Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C
on your radio, On your radio, You don't need nobody, You just touch the special dial, On your radio. W-C-A-D, W-C-A-D, W-C-A-D, Help the radio
cause I got mines together Please don't front on the brother with the Pelle Pelle leather I'm Show B I Z, my partner's A.G. Chill with Greg N I C E or
Funkanella, funkanella [Killer Mike] A knot to remove your crew of those iceburg sweaters Boy I've nevr seen soft punch a fella I remain in The company
you, brother what'chu wanna do? (Whattup?) Brother tell me, if it's on, it's on C'mon now, DJ Lord Here we go again C'mon now, Guerrilla Funk Hey yo
we struggle to maintain, bring sight to the blind Up against the machine the _Bush Killer_ remain In between the government and the public that's trained Where white companies
this, balder gash, EEE haul ass And don't come knockin' my door, with the cockle doodle doo I'm talkin' the his and his and hers, three's company too
, Dallas come into they hood Ay, I wish a mothafucka would I keep a fresh pair of one's on my feet And double deuces on da Chevy 3's company the double
four Girlies galore, BIG on the door Chrome trimming with the smoke tint Givin' chumps a hit as I count my mint Stacks of doves, half my mans is C-note
by now you know it's me Poet, creativity, pushin', to out destiny I am on the M I C, Jeffery is the Disc Jockey [Incomprehensible] keep us company, the human beat box, Ready C