, get high, then your ladies sneak your keys from the playas and ride. Everybody wanna party, even the haters with a problem. Hey, we done solve 'em, and quick, we
know, man, that 187 for realer We black nigga killas and down to ride for E He'd a ride for me, and that's the way it's gon' be N.W.A, nigga B-O-N-E
now I gots ta let ya know When you seen betta be rollin' with tha big shot guns And we deep when we creep never sleepin' and we droppin' Dead bodies on
Bone? [Flesh] And hear that raw shit We blow this mother fuckers And never obeyed the law bitch Ever get noticed all you other niggas are frogs Got skeletons
gonna pay the price, and they just might, go pick up a knife and slice. And nothing could any who speaks of a new end, to get enemy dead we gon' meet
homie get on his feet, and we'll all riding Sange, and fange in this game, but it's true Be sure that you'll respecting the power, and that's you Never
' your life And there were no way we thought We'd go to jail for any case we caught For all the yay we bought Not a dime did we say we borrowed Bought
the crib all slow (Oh) We clap motherfucker Want a real rap show? Fiends are rushin' When the mack blow Dead in my castle And in the blink watch How quick
wanna know Who we are, so we tell them This is D Block, mighty mighty D Block Everywhere we go, people wanna know Who we are, so we tell them This is
' to Louch or none of his crew We poppin' you quick, put big knives in you, bitch, get off our dick White Air's and white T's get filthy quick And we
ya, you can set it up cuz we will neva let it up and Ia??ll do it till you get enough, and i beat you dead and red and stuff what it do, what it is,
genie I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks Yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax Thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we We
There are six unidentified bodies in the building They are all presumed dead I repeat they are all presumed dead However there are no suspects I repeat the subjects are at large we
hundred on top, and ones below Bitches fuck you star hoes, my hoes run out Department stores with alarms and bar codes on Think you catchin' me and
, 'cause my stomach's in a knot And it growls twenty-four hours a day around the tick-tock I got roaches and vats of the rats carryin' bats and gats
' like this before Y'all been gettin' straight cook up nigga, we straight raw And if you did, you lyin' to yourself for these past days We like Big, we
it back, NY king of that The best tried a dead mind but just can't see to that The 4th comin', don't look now there's more comin' And we all stunners
Dope so pote and my fiends done OD'd For three hundred and fifty a pop I'll sell you a dro seed You really don't know me and thats the fun part See