And that's how we do Smokin em muthafuckas No justice, no peace then, mr. policeman Save a life for your kids and your wife No more donuts and coffee
Wished I had told Ooh was the only one But it's too late, too late She's gone You sweat her, and I ain't talkin' 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain
her part to me And if she gimme brain, she smart to me Puppy ass niggas don?t bark at me Itz da big dog, call me Mr. Orkin fleas Turn your block into
no, I don't ho you are a mo-therfuck-in ugly thing I listen to N'Sync, I am what your friends think I bum Mr. Friendly, with my big dick after u bum
) Yeah Oh Mr. Big Show Gonna burn it down Ohhh Mr. Well its the Big Show Its a big man show tonight (cmon its tonight baby) Oh yeah its the Big
Job-Corps Coming home on work release shoplifting at the rap store But sabotaging me ain't easy I'm crooked like Nathan Wind starring as Cochise With a big
[together] C.f. digital bust critical Lighters get burned on a diamond stylus Four elements control the soundclash Coflow responds to the crowd's mileage
Oh Mr. Big Show Gonna burn it down Ohhh Mr. Well its the Big Show Its a big fat show tonight (C'mon its tonight baby) Oh yeah its the Big Show!
-white Concourse 'Llac Still black so the one-time react as if under attack Ain't nothin' changed but district range, feel no pain Mr. Big Bad Insane
what, Mr. X to the Z, yeah and Kurupt The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin' over the shit in the '99 What, yeah, yeah, bangin' on you It's the Big Bang
make me have to puncture ya lungs [Ty Nitty] Cause we the ones rockin' 'em, the ones toppin' 'em Gold bars unpredictable, like Mr. Cal' shockin' 'em We heavenly like BIG
, yes I'm the shit though i do attract fleas. Everyday I pop tags I'm a fly mother****a, I don't even drive I'm so fly mother****a, big ol ass body like
Even then, I liked your style and you got a little thicker now See my name is Montelly, yo from the Westside of Cally, yo But you can call me big daddy
New hummer, no Lisa's, a few dom pieces The L Y T E, I cram to understand And the R A H D and me E D, ah Hey Mr. DJ, give a jigga-jigga back spin If
Cocoa Brovaz And everything like that? That was jealousy, man That's all that is, man (Jealousy, man) Jealousy and ignorance, man Yeah Niggaz got me stressed, man Oh, just burn
a macho bronco stallion call me Mr Seed I'm a rocker I'm a rocker I'm a rolling stone I'm a rocker I'm a rocker I'm one big bone I'm a rocker
shouts to some of the brothers I was locked down wit in Borentown, Aleem Jones Kenneth Myall, Big Will, Baskerville, Big Bruvon Fuller My man Asherkol from Camden, Big
Dem call me Mr. Kardinal (Dem call me Mr. Red 1) Come follow me, holler me out if you know what I'm talkin about My niggas walkin about, big up the ghetto