a loose booty She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty She got a loose booty, she got a loose
that W You gonna get down with that W That's that Wu, that's that Wisdom You know what I'm sayin'? That's the Wisdom of the Universe That's the truth
is... Have you ever been involved in, like, a armed robbery or a hold-up?] You mean a 211? [Female: Yeah] Verse Three: Eazy-E There's a store, but don
there's ash on our shoes and there's ash in our hair and there's a fine silt on every mantle from hell's kitchen to Brooklyn and the streets are full
a, pretty delievery cause it's most important I form a style sharp enough to cut straight through the bones I came from my welts, gave up my belt I got
me, Young Got-ti motherfucker I holds the microphone like a grudge In the 'llac laid back, so back the fuck up This might give you a heart attack It's
smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and let D move the 2-1's Not to mention all my No Limit niggaz
rise (Yo, It's my world) So when the war I hope you on my side (It's my world, It's my world, It's my world) {*Repeat 2X*} [Scratching Chino from Sway and Tech's
as you lose Harder to hit the greater to bruise Listen to my choices T.W.IsM. queues hear my voices (Sauce Money) I got the call from my man three
more Because of my rings I work at A&P no more I drive my landcruiser off the show floor Got the Bondaville paid sittin on Momo's Comin with scheme,
defeat (8x) my guest for a higher elevation is a nuisance in a world of confusion and stress compiled wit' my daily sinin' is a burdon on my chest release
to a top position I'm not kiddin' so what? Radio's not mixin' While shots whistlin', niggas on my block listen To the Uncontrolled, mentally hold you P
the purple heart, if I cant take one For my team or my siblings whats my reason for living? I love my niggas more then anything else This war's about my
for the purple heart, if I cant take one For my team or my siblings whats my reason for living? I love my niggas more then anything else This war's about my
I'm a sniper Rapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mack My DJ cut-creator scratch a record like a cat E at my side with pride who got a bigger rep Shh smoke the mic like a
to sin It's on a pop and again nigga (Man, fuck M.O.P!) Whoa Flip, he's just playin' It's time for you's the man Don't understand what he is sayin' Maybe
N.P.G. (That's how we rollin') {crowd noise} (Get a clap goin') {repeat} Get a grip, Tone, get a grip (Can I, can I, can I?) Get a grip, Tone, get a
} N.p.g. (that's how we rollin') {crowd noise} (get a clap goin') {repeat} Get a grip, tone, get a grip (can i, can i, can i? ) Get a grip, tone, get a