Let me just take you somewhere secret Gonna cut all of the lights down dim Forget all about your boy we gonna just flow it What we felt let's share a
Let me just take you somewhere secret Gonna cut out of the lights down dim, forget all About your world We gonna just flow wit what we feel lets share
got..... man, I fell off, so Ima fixin to pass it gone back up the flow Ima un ass it (Big Moe) I done came through after every boys flow Im that nigga
You know I wear shit out I write rhymes like white lines On the nose tray Ice cold, Ice Cube flow like O'Shea Riding shot gun with Chris Martin my DJ
Yo yo this is Chris Rock you heard my man He ain't on no commercial shit the O.D.B. It ain't the young D.B it`s the O. D.B that old shit This ain't the
in every hood I know It's fucked up in every hood I know But not like the one I know [Chris and Sigel talking] Yo, I'm saying Mac, I know I'm young
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them words you know I wear shit out I write rhymes like, white lines on a nose tray Ice cold Ice Cube flow like O'Shea Ridin shotgun with Chris Martin
First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get
-bone at Ruth Chris You still hating, looking stupid I'm in the SL, looking real Coupe-ish Sitting 24 inches off the ground (That's how ya feel) A young
I go Just to hear the young boy from the O-H flow 100 G?s per show If I?m selling out anywhere I go Now follow My lead All ya?ll young new rappers And
(Chris Gantry) She looks in the mirror and stares at the wrinkles That weren't there yesterday And thinks of the young man that she almost married What
have a hard time sittin' down Now, the young cowboys are starting to sweat The teenage girls are playin' hard to get And it's driving them crazy but the night's young
name He was the toughest cowboy ever worked the rodeo This man that they call Oklahoma Joe His wins were tremendous and the crowds would gather round The whisky flowed
These are my 1 St. Thomas flows, me, my niggas, and some Madonna ho's That look just like virgins but trust they down to go, yeah Discussin' life and
is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young
Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young