Her color, her shape, what I need and all Twitch like seasons, when the summers, spring and fall In back seat of my jeep, I'm chrome veet and all On the hunt
Yo, now first of all I?m a kid about money Talkin' hot business and my paper work, runnin Doc an' hot nick's like good will hunting Put them shotguns
to them pink panties under your skirt Why try to scheme, my double stuff cream got 'em all On a scavenger hunt, greedy bitch of the month They want a
and CMB Is what I represent for life and I'm H O T nigga (4 minutes left) Dis bitch off the hook! Nigga never sleep Dis bitch full of crooks, they hunt
It's ever since you went away The other rushes feels so wrong That special something that they are hunting They're always wanting, more and more That special something that they are hunting
you searchin' fo' I run with poachers who hunt cattle And it don't matter, if you crunk in the club, or drunk in the pub Bring that notion to my ocean boy
re gonna get inspired) Tam gaz choppers, havada du?man av?na c?kal?m (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let's hunt enemies) Akal?m, haydi bu battle'? kazanal
On a chicken hunt, huntin' for a chicken Get paranoid when you hear my glock clickin' Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin' With the bitch ass styles I
so cold, oh Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the ghost of Mozart Even though they all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy,
night) Ahh, touch me I want to feel your body Full moon in the city And the night was young I was hungry for love I was hungry for fun I was hunting
what you wanna say The state of love Has an answer to Everybody's always talkin' bout being special, yes they do Everybody always wants to hunt you down
the crowd (Hunter) Die hard and proud Die hard the hunter Die hard the hunter Die hard the hunter Die hard the hunter Die hard the hunter Die hard the hunter
we loco with them choppers [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Young Dro] Sniper boy, rifle boy, piper boy, Spyder toy All my rims Eiffel boy, kush I need a lighter boy
so nice I make you stock price plummet All you high noon riders better rally at the summit It's me and Tariq and your fleet outnumbered Cross the membrane barkin big game and get hunted
the message like Melle Mel I got the [unverified] locked like a Death Row show And if I ain't a b-boy, premier never used a bell (Ding, ding) So tell your boy
thump Suckas want to hate and block my thunder 'Cause I got more kicks than a punter Murder rates go up in the summer Killers go hunting like a hunter
, (where) carefully selected. Prepare for our music as rare as Led Zepplin. (Right) Were graceful as sharks, when we hunt our profession. (Let 'em know
slept on Tony "Tony Starks!" "Ironman" You done slept on Tony "I was getting it, getting it, getting it on" Yo, when they kidnapped your boy, and forced