for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm drivin em Used to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbin them Ran up in y'all
barely in the mood to be standing And outside there's the busy world of Richard Scary The rich has burried us inside the cemetary And the only answer is a little
's exactly what I saw I jammed the barrel under her chin And her face looked raw and vicious Her head it landed in the sink With all the dirty dishes Her little
other peoples names So other motherfuckers can watch 'em It's as sample as this - y'all niggas get off my dick I'll let you eat after I get off my bricks The world
the Texas plane, Lord, well it was bringing me down Yeah, I had to get out of Texas, baby, Lord, it was bringing me down I been all around the world,
on my own dick Gettin' my jerk on 'cause y'all niggaz ain't gangsta With them tight ass Mel-donna v-neck t-shirts on Fuck all y'all, I'll put the slug
the world will sing of an English King A thousand years from now And not because he passed some laws Or had that lofty brow While bonny good King Richard
s exactly what I saw I jammed the barrel under her chin And her face looked raw and vicious Her head it landed in the sink With all the dirty dishes Her little
Super Bowl Shuffle. [Willie Gault] This is Speedy Willie, and I'm world class. I like runnin' but i love to get the pass. I practice all day and dance all
before I wake Pray to him my soul don't take Jesus loves me, yes I know It wasn't long before people from all over the world started coming to our house
all (that y'all) this y'all (this y'all) I like a skinny bitch, I like the big broad [Bushwick Bill] It's like this y'all (this y'all) that y'all (that