One Million Niggaz Inside…You can’t break me even though you tryOne Million Niggaz Inside…Even though you hit me with everything you gotOne Million Niggaz Inside…I still found truth even though you liedOne Million Niggaz Inside…When the rest are runnin’ on instinct Let me tell you somethin realPlenty niggas sittin in jail just to eat a […]
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Chain Swang
[Gipp]Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh..Yeah.. All night like a corner store, twenty-four sevenHood hanger; we gets hot like a wokin the Chinese kitchen, switchin up on my shoe wearHow we get down, we blew down, nigga big bank styleSit and chill a while, wait a minute yo we blows big niggaSip on bottles with funny names, […]
All A's
Chorus: Goodie Mob (repeat 2X) I got to feed, the beat, the gat on the seatFakin ain’t these girls fake when they see they face in the paintMustard and mayonnaise, and we smoke alwaysPassin by these haters like we got all A’s [Backbone]Say say say say Crack, what’s the word on the street?Nuttin but hard […]
Red Dog
*knock knock knock* WHO IZIT? Hey man, it’s straight shoota manMan how many times bro? Hit me three times man, let me see them talkinAight Aight brutha*BOOM* This is the Red Dog police department! Just get on the ground! Get down and get your god damn! Get your hands across your head! Get your god […]
Get Rich to This
Chorus: Goodie Mob We peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)Thank God for Friday’s (get rich to this)Hey hey hey hey!! (get rich to this)We peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)Thank God for Friday’s […]
Still Standing
This for the soldiers (soldiers)Stay strong my niggaz(gangsters, players)Stay up my niggaz (real niggaz) Verse One: T-Mo Leavin the cut in a rageLoadin up my Mac, goin to my crib, to get my 12 gaugeOne of my boys just got shot, huhFuckin around, in that million dollar spotA educated brotherDidn’t have no money for college […]
Rebuilding
(Big Gipp)You’se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoonLeave your head rest maroonDrunk heavy in the side street saloonTil’ I figured it out, to the 3rd degreeI’m the milli in the meterI’m the gram up in the kiloI’m the wave up in the oceanThe C up in the coast andThe B up in the […]
Cell Therapy
When the scene unfoldsYoung girls thirteen years oldExpose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and HankGot mo’ stretch marks than these hoesHollin they got rankSee Sega aint in this new world order Dem experimenting in Atlanta, GeorgiaUnited Nations, overseasthey trained assassins to do search and seizeAint knocking or askingDem coming for niggas like mePo’ white trash, […]