Big Scoob, that's my nigga rippin' it up Put the hood up on my shoulders, man I'm lifin it up, tip in my cup Still a nigga givin' a fuck You can get
hole Her legs was shaking like she's trying to do the tootsie roll We make the sweetest merger, should I keep or curve her The sex agreed its murder, plus she's
' up in the hood thinkin' everything Gonna be all right but it's the nine to the four and Brothers takin' yo life I'm pourin' brew on the curve For my
the kitchen cookin' for me, teach you to spend one I got the call from the murder man, Wodie what's happ'nin'? I got the drop, I could murder fam, it's
shower of rain 'Round the curve I seen a passenger train In the cabin was Casey Jones He's a noble engineer, man but he's dead and gone Casey's wife
what might have once behaved Hey now, hey, what is it boy? But I won't rest till dead, till dead do you part This is how I feel my God from what's been
at her body, voluptuous curves She's a real woman, no doubt about it Her confidence is sky high She's the one who's got me on my back She's saying, "
curve Suspended in silence between each word It's all in the way that she moves The grace and the light that will see me through, it's coming true She's
Keep it up, let's go Move it like you know Keep it up, let's go Move it like you know Keep it up, let's go Move it like you know Keep it up, let's go
fed up it's time to go head hunting Dead up too many crews be fronting I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting Hey what's that sound don't turn around
where I have belonged xxx She was my Queen to protect and serve Then she threw me a curve Skam skimmin' gold diggin' Kick me to the curb Bang, bang, shoot me dead
, Dial 911 cause you need the..., Police to help you, believe me, Verse 3 I haft to tunnel from the side walk and piss on the curve, This is obserde, these street nigga's
[Intro: DJ Paul] yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsayn Once again it's on baby, y'all know what time it is I know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn, You gatta actually killa
thinking perhaps about the warm breathed woman Who was waiting at the journey's end He started down the two mile drop The curving road that wound from
with my foot in yo' ass; be cool And don't worry bout how I'm rippin this shit When I'm flippin what I'm kickin nigga, that's just what I do I'm effervesecet
your life, Dead and Gone Do and Die the road to hell is before your bloodshot eyes The last thing I can remember we were driving down dead man's curve
's so def freakin' right to meant to be elect Reflect come face the order Witness the immatical manslaughter Now follow the master, supreme degree The new world curve