Yeah you fuckin punk I'm finna take ya muthafuckin beat and go nationwide with it bitch. Don't ever bite the muthafuckin dick that feeds you. Triple
funky music white boy VIP, Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I?m comin? hard like a rhino Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino So punks stop trying and girl stop
for the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling Verse 2: Riding on Slauson down towards Crenshaw Turned down south, to dish the law Stopped
him off the wheels And take his bleel Or bought a royal mope And destroy him with my steal You pussy ass How you figure it will linger Take your bitch
. [Chorus:] What Do You See In My Hood, I See Gangstas Everywhere Everry wherrre [x2] [Verse 2:] And Im Going Live,Liver Than The Rest, I Told My Mom While Im Lock Take
[intro: babyface fensta, (sha-cronz), <buddha monk>] <listen to i...> *echo* (these punk-ass niggaz, they ain't ready) (we made men, haha!)
it all in, Who wanna take a lil' sip of this in, Let me get ya twisted man, We's on fire, Don't stop droppin' dem that's a lie, We just won't die, We
we comin' up on the new millennium Year 2K, and I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game Point 1, call and meet, [unverified], pay ya debt Point 2
behold on a vision from bottom to top and I just can't stop 311 show them the air is rarefied Don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied Grew up punk, listen
you're set man, I was, I was sleeping on the bus You played yourself Uh yeah, go talk to that guy, him, he'll give you some drink tickets, word [Verse 2
[Brother Ali] From cats lips to gods ears We mind yall punk bastards and cross hairs Applying our thug tactics till y'all scared Don't stop till your
up I'll never stop It 's time to get rough gov. had enough of sucking up To the big fat bum, listen up here I come Dickie dickie ho....Dickie dickie dickie ho (2
man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life And never again see the street lights, and that's trife Around my way they shot many teens And them cops better stop, or i'ma stop
Bust it Hey yo, I just left the studio and it's about 2 in the morn' I just finished doin' a song Now I'm ready for sleep But first I want spaghetti to
my bad sorry and shit i gotta take a stand this ain't makin the band we and the man with a plan not anotha muthafucka wanna face this man listen damn
hoe's go ahead and get whipped And when they stop rockin' they won't But if you fake the funk youse a punk, then youse a punk You gots to keep it real
Please respect my gangsta you won't see me creepin Raps Krueger I'll catch yo punk ass while you sleepin (Streetz) For those who don't know I don't like shit stopping
on bottles with funny names, holla holla Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang [Cee-Lo] Listen here