no Ah, my name is Jibbs but they call me mighty trump The kid down a house with an outer space flow Stay waved up, poking madden with a flow Jag chillin' in the back with girls
it And when I'm on the mic, I never stutter or stumble 'cause I'm a jungle brother, straight out the jungle Cool and quiet, but quick to start up a riot
baby Uhh, to the boogie oogie oogie Yeah, y'know! What's crackin Dre? Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit On Slim's shit and start riots
me So I don't plan on stoppin' at all I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man I'm sellin' shit down at the mall And tellin' every girl she
shirt off That's my dare You got a girl but you touching me like you don't care, Baby you Do you But just don't get caught out there Me and my girls
have no sorrow 'Cause you'll always be true I'm feelin'... glad all over (yes I'm) Glad all over (ma, mama) Glad all over, so glad you're mine All the girls
for gold Gonna dig for love The more I get The more I want Love mushes out my brain She's gotta move real slow High and low The girl's gonna drive me
girls pledged sweet 16 The newsboys say the heat's been bad since Power 13 gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle And Power's girl, Little Angel
, no lie I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah Come on, girl
my head Oh they'll remember my ass Twitchin, with my eyes drippin down the glass Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot And then it's Ice T but
Am I faithful, am I strong, am I good enough to belong In your reverie a perfect girl Your vision of romance is cruel and all along I played the fool
celly up and tell me (Yo, yo, you dirty) I'm unhealthy American lowlife {*girl singing*} - Your dirty, crusty, ass, lowlife Lowlife, lowlife American lowlife {*girl
"93.5 K-DAY, givin' you the taste of good life, this your girl Yo-Yo. Should I say is it still all good? Today at 12:45 outside the Petersen Museum here
Mo? money wat the f**k these niggaz tellin? me Im young Lucifer Take um all to hell wit, Ya Drop um off in a fire storm YM riot squad get our riot on
bumpity bump We're about to get put out this hotel if you keep on screaming We're about to get put out the crib if you keep on screaming Girl your love
what I really needed When I found out This drama Trauma Instead of moving I should've kept all that And continued to stay With my girls Momma Gutter
it from the streets and the courts There's stress and strain tryin' to maintain When you're poor workin' odd jobs for small change You either rap, rob, girls