Can I floss you in my hood Tell you things That make you knock on wood So make it happen If you want to handle it Tonight, I'm a good man But tomorrow, I
I floss you in my hood Tell you things Tell you things that you need i mean knock on wood So let make it happen If you want to handle it Tonight I'm
Bản dịch: B2k. I Beat You To It (Turn The Party Out).
I floss you in my hood Tell you things Tell you things that you need i mean knock on wood So let make it happen If you want to handle it Tonight I'm a
What's really good Can I floss you in my hood Tell you things That make you knock on wood So let make it happen If you want to handle it Tonight I'm a
I could see it in they eyes I capitalize, when it's down to krunch time, it's krunch time [verse 2] [k.b.] Hoe's phase em all Cause I'm mac like mall
I left you a message, it went like this "I love you, mmmuah!" I guess it's my luck, I goes to the Magic Damn, ain't that his truck? I guess you wit him
fete chase been doin it for a while Phunk Dog on the beat with it jig with it Hustlers play for keep with it so I keep my heat with it (A bay bay thats
sidelines hatein'- I rather 1 and 8 an watch'em all start skatein'. It's U-G-K for life- all I beat is sweet dome. Now pop it for da pimp- go get your
Girl, I know somebody must have hurt you bad I know somebody must have made you crack If you think that He can do what I can do for you and Girl, I
Girl, you know you looking good, good Hey, don't I know you from da hood, hood You say you wouldn't when you would, would Now take it off you know you
transit And you'll need Teddy to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N to the E When I wave bitch you better say heeyyyyyyyy W A R K Newark
like it was all good Like I didn't live staring in a notebook Like I did the things that I probably knew I should But I ain't have neighbors that's why
You a joke, I choke whoever buttered you up I've been ridin by your house, you don't come out too much You hidin, when I find you I'ma snatch you out
you finna fuck with B Jay'Ton, DSR hate the click and boys lose they teeth I hope you feel what I'm telling y'all, if you don't then I'm swelling y'all
Z-Ro] I'm a motherfuckin asshole, every day all day E.B.K. every 24 hours these Houston streets made me this way I spit it like I live it homie and
