Two Hoes They In The Telly Lyrics
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else. After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick. The Mackalicious funk wanna get down.. boyeeeeeee, HAHHH, AHHHH-HAH. Who you think you're dealin with. Ahh ehh.. stupid nigga man. 9 to 5 motherfuckers) Can't talk with a gun in your mouth huh. Aim for the dome gotta keep my concentration.
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I'm quick to finish it, your good to start it. She got needy, I did her wrong, she got K-Mart. I throw a bomb through you window. You get deaded, I get erections, over revenge. Our systems have detected unusual activity from your IP address (computer network). I done tightened up on my G dog. The rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out. Coward niggaz, most are burried down south. If I catch you in my shit, I'm wakin my bitch. I'm on point like acupuncture. Two hoes they in the telly lyrics collection. I'd rather beat my dick than trick. Writer/s: Christopher Jasper, Christopher Wallace, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, O'Kelly Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley. Motherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz envious.
Two Hoes They In The Telly Lyrics
Me and my nigga Lance, took Kim and Cee's advance. Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun smoke. Hey fella, calm down, I know what ya thinkin'. B. G., motherFUCKERS. Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind. Sling skins for a livin. She don't remember shit! I lay a nigga down and steam roll away.
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Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh. Who you love... for the Y2G, the two ten. Had to re-up; see what's up with my peeps. But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just, beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh. But I ain't in here for this.
Shake yo' nasty ass. Hey, hold on, please don't kiss. Bad Boy Big, c'mon). You got your license, right? So this is dedicated to the memory of. 2 HOES THEY IN THE TELLY LYRICS. If I fuck another nigga, don't mean nothing. I'm feelin' real sleepy, off the fuckin' lean, I'ma doze. Hehe, mm) Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. Chorus: Too $hort, Biggie (repeat 2X). There's gonna be a lot of punchin in this motherfucker. So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas. And my cock, in the fire position and... (Get live motherfuckers.
Our father.. if I should die before I wake. Much foreplay, that's my forte. Talk about these hoes Big.. For an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York. By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners.
While me and you is in the crib, laying up.