[Cormega]Straight Outta Queensbridge a crazy motherfucker named CormegaIn a Viper chromed out beyond measureI got your girl and wit a Sterlinautomatic thatll have your ass twerlinNiggas know if they ever f*ck wit meThe police gonna have to come get meoff your ass I dont really give a f*ckBitch motherfucker I should really hit you upNiggas want to mumble when I come throughIceberg jeans and ice comin out the sleevesShowin off on a motherfucker like thatCause Ima hustler slash rapperLifes a bitch my gun smokell make ya catch cancerNigga I rep the street till I rest in pieceIf you want to bring your vest and heatMy projectsll be the last place you ever seeSo when you in my neighborood you better duckCormega is crazy as f*ckWhen its on your ass better mean itCause when I come back boy Im comin Straight Outta Queensbridge

[Prodigy] YoIs it ill do it need to be fixed? (That shit is real Dunn; and stop talking like your skills dont kill) Nah its just that sometimes I feel like that I can write more fouler than the last (Prodigys Conscience) Yo that shit is cash trust me Dunn; Ill never lead you astray Take my word niggas want to hear how you think It be that shit that you wouldnt expect to win that stay playin in they decks over and again Speak your thoughts put your all in it Whatevers in your mind spit it Place your anger on the page release tension on the tape A stress verse seem to be what they most thirst Makes fake niggas disperse they never challenge what works [Prodigy] Balancing the weakness is what I specialize in Dunn you my nigga cause you keep me hype when Im writing Kept me on point in the night when it might go down Keep me eyes wide in the daytime as well Kept me focused on whats real and nothing else I find it healthy to conversate with myself I kick it with my delf (I kept you alive all these years) Its that inner voice you should of took head to and shit Could of been home instead of bleeding Maybe next time youll listen when it speaks (Prodigys Conscience) Yo Dunn I got a story to tell Remember last weeks mission? I told you bring the gun (Yeah I remember) Nah listen without me youd be a memory Im the one you could come to for guidance Bring you home alive when you wilding Kept you out of harms way told you when to spray Told you when its time to put it away and when the cops came you was safe [Prodigy] Without question I stay aware Dunn Im listening Every time we speak its real I know your intentions to make sure we both safe and living and breathing You gets all respect from me Dunn believe it (Prodigys Conscience) Yo we got kids to raise and bills to pay Enemies to lay down when they stand in our way its only us (What about the click?) Now if you die is they coming? When you shot do they feel the bullet? And when you broke can they fix it? Alright then you keep writing and let me do the thinking I brought us this far without mistaken [Nas] Voices in my head from choices that I dreaded choosing Cautions I should of took head lost in my weed steady losingThug stripes badges of honor forces to succeed Whores on they knees fucking with millionaires killers and thieves I f*ck until theres no feeling where I bust and I pee I lusted cars but I suffered and my scars run deep I stay to myself one deep pray to my God cause he say when its hard get on one knee and ask Thy for forgiveness F*ck the cash the ice the Ferraris with two-twenty on the dash when your life aint right See niggas smile up in your face and stick a knife in your back Snakes shake your hand and got his dick up in your wife back Whys it like that? Its life black this is the game The way I see it both bitches and niggas is the same I trust myself I cant f*ck myself When hoes leave and no weed I still know me just myself Fear is weakness learn from what experience teaches Beware of leaches the vampires my secrets never follow cause most niggas is straight up cowards Take care of my bodys the temple my mind is the power

Oh yeah muthafucka thats that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it pop[Chorus]Oo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutHe really taught really me how to work my bodyHe really taught me how to go down southHe really really tried to hurt me hurt meI really love his thug and gangsta styleYo we got chicks in the living roomGetting it on and they aint leaving till 6 in the morningO is for oochieOh you aint knowHow many Os in the bankrollSort of like like the game showWho Wants to Be a Millionaire?But my name aint RegisNas the one they callWhen they want there thing beat upHoneys with bodiesWith Bravehearts guns in the partyWaves braids baldiesTrademarks to armyIs that Horse it must beI heard he huskyYeah there go Jungle eyes redLooking for troubleAnd thats Nas dancing with dimesBut whos his manageThe imperial thugIs cold deep grand wizWe taking honeys to the crib tonightGuarantee we gon get up in they rib tonightCheck the new slangIts changed the braveheart gang bangWhen you see me passHolla oochie bang bang[Chorus]Yeah what up maTake a look you hypnotizedOn how my long dick stretch your insidesFor real ma with your thick lips and thick thighsStoke both holes pass it to NasOr pass it to Naish or pass it to JungOr pass it to Horse then that ass gettin tossedF*ck a hustler book penthouse or blacktaleI got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jailI f*ck a bitch face more than her waist for realAnd aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feelBust three times throw her the peace signShe sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeksLong leg hoes mohead hoes married bitchesMe and my dog fuckin them both they got us switchinIs the nigga gangsta? Yeah thats how Im livinThats how Im playin I got these freak fuckin hoes singin[Chorus]Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ringDeep throat my nine inch gut from the front andGrind from the side and f*ck from behind andGrab her hair slap her ass she screamin like she dyinMake her come four times without even tryinIll beat that pussy up theres no denyinHit her where she doodie at make that booty fatLittle cutie rat walking by with the doobie wrapTight blue jeans air maxSmall gucci bagNo loot and no jobStay home giving blow jobsLike no prob its simpleHolla out the window its the project nymphoF*ck my whole crew you know how we doYou got that good pussy I can share with my peoplesBe a brave girl do your thangLet them tities hang Ill have all the bitches sayin[Chorus]When it comes to sex Im similar to the thriller in manillaBitches call me Horse the pussy fillerIll f*ck a big boned or slim chickBeat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitchAint no sleepin in my bedroomWhen hennys in my dickWhen Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitchDeep throat Caesar gold or pun wicked hoesWho like the way I thug and the way I flowI like head in the Benz the four door or the CoupeHead in the staircase the cellar or the roofHead in the studio the bathroom or the boothHead from a project chick or one with crazy lootLike Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights onSippin Perignon with Kelly Price onI pull out my python I hit it while my wifes goneLong dick the bitch all night Ill make her pussy sing the songOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally

[Nas]Dont hurt nuttin..[Chorus]A teenage thug (you cant tell them shit)A teenage thug (nigga just chasin his dick)A teenage thug (he want the world to recognize)A teenage thug (hes a man now f*ck his size)A teenage thug (cant stop him they on the rise)A teenage thug (the court of law despise)A teenage thug[M. Thug] want to f*ck and puff lieA teenage thug[Nas]Dreams of bein a doctor will deteriorateTakin over the underworld was a clearer fateLuxury cars a hundred girls at my faceLaced the name brand had my game plan mapped outLost respect for those cracked outMost of my elders were failuresTo the poison that killed Len Bias from bein CelticThe later I would hang the greater my slangIt took my english replaced it with gameOnly cared about sneakers and two-two bulletsInfluenced by the hood wasnt scared to pull itDared to do what I wouldFirst blunt they passed me tasted nastyThen overwhelmed in the spell the blunt had meEyes red pants sagginMy first dime cut me off for bragginThat we was home alone tappinExperimentin liquors doin mixes feelin sickerFinish the Henn throw the bottle hope it hit ya[Nas]Blacked out I cant see shit sober not the least bitHold your head little man whyall cant tell me shitTry to knock the pants off shorty my hair just cutMy Timbs just bought the chain I sport I flossThugs walkin through the block party hands on my drawersPoppin cham corks posin like the man of New YorkTalk to this hottie with my niggaz who quick to blast youIf you old cats to these niggaz they harass you[Millenium Thug]Hey yo cause growin up I almost shattered my plansSome might say Im young at heart but Im a grown-ass manGivin food to my fam damn remember the first timeA street thug showed me how to pitch dimesOnly twelve in this hell where kids dieI want bricks off the scale and just slide and let my shit flyMy Range shift by I peel the road upWith my shirt up sweatin with the ice restin on my chestWild as a teenage thug[Chorus][Millenium Thug]Livin and lovin this life cap peel pump niggazAnd since these thugs is trife give em dap for thatYo where your mack at? I got mineTwist weed pop wine shift finds at the end of the night its all fineLivin and lovin cash stack cousinYo own fam blitz so quick put clips through whipsSix type shit let you hold it ice roll withTwenty below with gat golden my hand look swollenUnder my glove shit rockyUnless somebody in my life try to stop me get popped papiA breddern straight to the head that my medicineNo fam of mine do time we crime settlinDeliverancy unbelivable Nashon tracks smash peopleI chill up in the regal EagleAnd plus it clap happy all of them hoes thats born happyI rip nappy natures to cut the roof off of CaddiesYou see me?[Chorus w variations][Nas]Dont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttinDont-dont-dont dont dont hurt nuttinDont hurt nuttin..

Oh yeah muthafucka thats that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it pop[Chorus]Oo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutHe really taught really me how to work my bodyHe really taught me how to go down southHe really really tried to hurt me hurt meI really love his thug and gangsta styleYo we got chicks in the living roomGetting it on and they aint leaving till 6 in the morningO is for oochieOh you aint knowHow many Os in the bankrollSort of like like the game showWho Wants to Be a Millionaire?But my name aint RegisNas the one they callWhen they want there thing beat upHoneys with bodiesWith Bravehearts guns in the partyWaves braids baldiesTrademarks to armyIs that Horse it must beI heard he huskyYeah there go Jungle eyes redLooking for troubleAnd thats Nas dancing with dimesBut whos his manageThe imperial thugIs cold deep grand wizWe taking honeys to the crib tonightGuarantee we gon get up in they rib tonightCheck the new slangIts changed the braveheart gang bangWhen you see me passHolla oochie bang bang[Chorus]Yeah what up maTake a look you hypnotizedOn how my long dick stretch your insidesFor real ma with your thick lips and thick thighsStoke both holes pass it to NasOr pass it to Naish or pass it to JungOr pass it to Horse then that ass gettin tossedF*ck a hustler book penthouse or blacktaleI got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jailI f*ck a bitch face more than her waist for realAnd aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feelBust three times throw her the peace signShe sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeksLong leg hoes mohead hoes married bitchesMe and my dog fuckin them both they got us switchinIs the nigga gangsta? Yeah thats how Im livinThats how Im playin I got these freak fuckin hoes singin[Chorus]Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ringDeep throat my nine inch gut from the front andGrind from the side and f*ck from behind andGrab her hair slap her ass she screamin like she dyinMake her come four times without even tryinIll beat that pussy up theres no denyinHit her where she doodie at make that booty fatLittle cutie rat walking by with the doobie wrapTight blue jeans air maxSmall gucci bagNo loot and no jobStay home giving blow jobsLike no prob its simpleHolla out the window its the project nymphoF*ck my whole crew you know how we doYou got that good pussy I can share with my peoplesBe a brave girl do your thangLet them tities hang Ill have all the bitches sayin[Chorus]When it comes to sex Im similar to the thriller in manillaBitches call me Horse the pussy fillerIll f*ck a big boned or slim chickBeat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitchAint no sleepin in my bedroomWhen hennys in my dickWhen Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitchDeep throat Caesar gold or pun wicked hoesWho like the way I thug and the way I flowI like head in the Benz the four door or the CoupeHead in the staircase the cellar or the roofHead in the studio the bathroom or the boothHead from a project chick or one with crazy lootLike Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights onSippin Perignon with Kelly Price onI pull out my python I hit it while my wifes goneLong dick the bitch all night Ill make her pussy sing the songOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally

Oh yeah muthafucka thats that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it popOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutHe really taught really me how to work my bodyHe really taught me how to go down southHe really really tried to hurt me hurt meI really love his thug and gangsta styleYo we got chicks in the living roomGetting it on and they aint leaving till 6 in the morningO is for oochieOh you aint knowHow many Os in the bankrollSort of like like the game showWho Wants to Be a Millionaire?But my name aint RegisNas the one they callWhen they want there thing beat upHoneys with bodiesWith Bravehearts guns in the partyWaves braids baldiesTrademarks to armyIs that Horse it must beI heard he huskyYeah there go Jungle eyes redLooking for troubleAnd thats Nas dancing with dimesBut whos his manageThe imperial thugIs cold deep grand wizWe taking honeys to the crib tonightGuarantee we gon get up in they rib tonightCheck the new slangIts changed the braveheart gang bangWhen you see me passHolla oochie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutYeah what up maTake a look you hypnotizedOn how my long dick stretch your insidesFor real ma with your thick lips and thick thighsStoke both holes pass it to NasOr pass it to Naish or pass it to JungOr pass it to Horse then that ass gettin tossedF*ck a hustler book penthouse or blacktaleI got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jailI f*ck a bitch face more than her waist for realAnd aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feelBust three times throw her the peace signShe sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeksLong leg hoes mohead hoes married bitchesMe and my dog fuckin them both they got us switchinIs the nigga gangsta? Yeah thats how Im livinThats how Im playin I got these freak fuckin hoes singinOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutLittle young thing go around my dick with your tongue ringDeep throat my nine inch gut from the front andGrind from the side and f*ck from behind andGrab her hair slap her ass she screamin like she dyinMake her come four times without even tryinIll beat that pussy up theres no denyinHit her where she doodie at make that booty fatLittle cutie rat walking by with the doobie wrapTight blue jeans air maxSmall gucci bagNo loot and no jobStay home giving blow jobsLike no prob its simpleHolla out the window its the project nymphoF*ck my whole crew you know how we doYou got that good pussy I can share with my peoplesBe a brave girl do your thangLet them tities hang Ill have all the bitches sayinOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutWhen it comes to sex Im similar to the thriller in manillaBitches call me Horse the pussy fillerIll f*ck a big boned or slim chickBeat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitchAint no sleepin in my bedroomWhen hennys in my dickWhen Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitchDeep throat Caesar gold or pun wicked hoesWho like the way I thug and the way I flowI like head in the Benz the four door or the CoupeHead in the staircase the cellar or the roofHead in the studio the bathroom or the boothHead from a project chick or one with crazy lootLike Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights onSippin Perignon with Kelly Price onI pull out my python I hit it while my wifes goneLong dick the bitch all night Ill make her pussy sing the songOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally

Oh yeah muthafucka thats that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it pop[Chorus]Oo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wallyHe really really really work my bodyHe really really really turned me outHe really really really got to gut meHe really really made me scream and shoutHe really taught really me how to work my bodyHe really taught me how to go down southHe really really tried to hurt me hurt meI really love his thug and gangsta styleYo we got chicks in the living roomGetting it on and they aint leaving till 6 in the morningO is for oochieOh you aint knowHow many Os in the bankrollSort of like like the game showWho Wants to Be a Millionaire?But my name aint RegisNas the one they callWhen they want there thing beat upHoneys with bodiesWith Bravehearts guns in the partyWaves braids baldiesTrademarks to armyIs that Horse it must beI heard he huskyYeah there go Jungle eyes redLooking for troubleAnd thats Nas dancing with dimesBut whos his manageThe imperial thugIs cold deep grand wizWe taking honeys to the crib tonightGuarantee we gon get up in they rib tonightCheck the new slangIts changed the braveheart gang bangWhen you see me passHolla oochie bang bang[Chorus]Yeah what up maTake a look you hypnotizedOn how my long dick stretch your insidesFor real ma with your thick lips and thick thighsStoke both holes pass it to NasOr pass it to Naish or pass it to JungOr pass it to Horse then that ass gettin tossedF*ck a hustler book penthouse or blacktaleI got bitches sendin my niggas flicks in jailI f*ck a bitch face more than her waist for realAnd aint no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feelBust three times throw her the peace signShe sleep then my dick sleek and I aint gotta call her for weeksLong leg hoes mohead hoes married bitchesMe and my dog fuckin them both they got us switchinIs the nigga gangsta? Yeah thats how Im livinThats how Im playin I got these freak fuckin hoes singin[Chorus]Little young thing go around my dick with your tongue ringDeep throat my nine inch gut from the front andGrind from the side and f*ck from behind andGrab her hair slap her ass she screamin like she dyinMake her come four times without even tryinIll beat that pussy up theres no denyinHit her where she doodie at make that booty fatLittle cutie rat walking by with the doobie wrapTight blue jeans air maxSmall gucci bagNo loot and no jobStay home giving blow jobsLike no prob its simpleHolla out the window its the project nymphoF*ck my whole crew you know how we doYou got that good pussy I can share with my peoplesBe a brave girl do your thangLet them tities hang Ill have all the bitches sayin[Chorus]When it comes to sex Im similar to the thriller in manillaBitches call me Horse the pussy fillerIll f*ck a big boned or slim chickBeat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitchAint no sleepin in my bedroomWhen hennys in my dickWhen Flex drop the bomb I bust a nut on this bitchDeep throat Caesar gold or pun wicked hoesWho like the way I thug and the way I flowI like head in the Benz the four door or the CoupeHead in the staircase the cellar or the roofHead in the studio the bathroom or the boothHead from a project chick or one with crazy lootLike Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights onSippin Perignon with Kelly Price onI pull out my python I hit it while my wifes goneLong dick the bitch all night Ill make her pussy sing the songOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally

[Prodigy] YoIs it ill do it need to be fixed? (That shit is real Dunn; and stop talking like your skills dont kill) Nah its just that sometimes I feel like that I can write more fouler than the last (Prodigys Conscience) Yo that shit is cash trust me Dunn; Ill never lead you astray Take my word niggas want to hear how you think It be that shit that you wouldnt expect to win that stay playin in they decks over and again Speak your thoughts put your all in it Whatevers in your mind spit it Place your anger on the page release tension on the tape A stress verse seem to be what they most thirst Makes fake niggas disperse they never challenge what works [Prodigy] Balancing the weakness is what I specialize in Dunn you my nigga cause you keep me hype when Im writing Kept me on point in the night when it might go down Keep me eyes wide in the daytime as well Kept me focused on whats real and nothing else I find it healthy to conversate with myself I kick it with my delf (I kept you alive all these years) Its that inner voice you should of took head to and shit Could of been home instead of bleeding Maybe next time youll listen when it speaks (Prodigys Conscience) Yo Dunn I got a story to tell Remember last weeks mission? I told you bring the gun (Yeah I remember) Nah listen without me youd be a memory Im the one you could come to for guidance Bring you home alive when you wilding Kept you out of harms way told you when to spray Told you when its time to put it away and when the cops came you was safe [Prodigy] Without question I stay aware Dunn Im listening Every time we speak its real I know your intentions to make sure we both safe and living and breathing You gets all respect from me Dunn believe it (Prodigys Conscience) Yo we got kids to raise and bills to pay Enemies to lay down when they stand in our way its only us (What about the click?) Now if you die is they coming? When you shot do they feel the bullet? And when you broke can they fix it? Alright then you keep writing and let me do the thinking I brought us this far without mistaken [Nas] Voices in my head from choices that I dreaded choosing Cautions I should of took head lost in my weed steady losingThug stripes badges of honor forces to succeed Whores on they knees fucking with millionaires killers and thieves I f*ck until theres no feeling where I bust and I pee I lusted cars but I suffered and my scars run deep I stay to myself one deep pray to my God cause he say when its hard get on one knee and ask Thy for forgiveness F*ck the cash the ice the Ferraris with two-twenty on the dash when your life aint right See niggas smile up in your face and stick a knife in your back Snakes shake your hand and got his dick up in your wife back Whys it like that? Its life black this is the game The way I see it both bitches and niggas is the same I trust myself I cant f*ck myself When hoes leave and no weed I still know me just myself Fear is weakness learn from what experience teaches Beware of leaches the vampires my secrets never follow cause most niggas is straight up cowards Take care of my bodys the temple my mind is the power

Uhh still out in these motherfuckin projectsStill a nigga aint never gonna get the f*ck up outta hereNiggaz just dont understand the storyNiggaz die for the street gloryGo to trial get tried for each storyAnd each nigga got a storyAnd Q.B. the streets call meSo if you see me slippin reach for meIm goin after street gloryNiggaz die for the street gloryGo to trial get tried for each storyAnd each nigga got a storyAnd Q.B. the streets call meSo if you see me slippin reach for meIm goin after street gloryYo every time I turn around niggaz shot niggaz stabbedWhen tonights pregnant girls strugling to get a cabFiends lurkin Ds searchin pat pocketsKids put to bed duck they heads from gas poppinQueens bridge slingin hoppin our benchesDon status throw feeds got sirengesPoppin out they arm scratched now remember parked jamsCause else perfect ways shell AdidasSmellin reefer way before purple hazePrivate stock peer nigga with ill walks like Mark ClareHas tilted wild niggaz lickin shots in the airMe and Pop was there through the years our names have switchedAint nothin changed but the names Nostradamus and BlitzWhat project is this? Q.B. burnin in tint12th street murderous pimps hot as hells heatWhat could you tell me? Niggas seen it all in this gameWhen its all said and done just remember our nameIm familiar with the dead grass drama black gates and crimeEmbryo of the ghetto born face and timeNiggas shatter they dreams while Im chasing mineGhetto fame got a fellows name draped and shinedHow do I describe an atmosphere where streets are polluted?Where corruptors and new police being recruitedSomehow I make it through the day stayin secludedWhile the blues aim leavin another slain executedMany thoughts cause I see the past grimlyThat couldve been me explodes out on 41st and 10th streetThrough all the pap grease and street chasesSudden raids and confrontations leadin the misdeamenor weed casesI blew smoke through hallway windowWatched the buddah clouds lingoPluckin the blunt brokes from my fingersMy eyes flip different shadesSimilar to people you meet everyday who be displayin wicked waysSeein nothing but another dayIn this six story rat trapThem gats clap another niggas blazedEvents in my hood rotateLike the battle on the thirty-eightSnob in the world of fake loveBefore I blaze son Im kissing the slugsComing at you kisses and hugsWhen death calls whos really a thugThe street glory got me deeply in loveCant shake it cant take it cant make itGot me needin this drugNiggaz die for the street gloryGo to trial get tried for each storyAnd each nigga got a storyAnd Q.B. the streets call meSo if you see me slippin reach for meIm goin after street gloryNiggaz die for the street gloryGo to trial get tried for each storyAnd each nigga got a storyAnd Q.B. the streets call meSo if you see me slippin reach for meIm goin after street glory

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A friend of mine was out for a walkPass come a cop, said I want to talkBlamed him for a robbery he didn’t doBut you know me and I know youPolice state, police hatePolice state, Police they hateThey beat you up, they hide the scarsLie in court, put you behind barsSo if you want justice, stop police ...

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[Nas]Don't hurt nuttin..[Chorus]A teenage thug (you can't tell them shit)A teenage thug (nigga just chasin his dick)A teenage thug (he want the world to recognize)A teenage thug (h...Read Full Lyrics

" Teenage Thug [*] Artist - Nas

Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it pop[Chorus]Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-c...Read Full Lyrics

" Oochie Wally Artist - QB Finest

Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it popOo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wall...Read Full Lyrics

" Oochie Wally Artist - Nas

Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it pop[Chorus]Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-c...Read Full Lyrics

" Oochie Wally Artist - DJ Spinbad

Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shitOh come onLadies make it hotThugs make it hot make it pop[Chorus]Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bangOo-c...Read Full Lyrics

" Oochie Wally Artist - Nas

[Prodigy] Yo,Is it ill, do it need to be fixed? (That shit is real Dunn; and stop talking like your skills don't kill) Nah it's just that sometimes I feel like that I can write mor...Read Full Lyrics

" Self Conscience Artist - Prodigy

Uhh, still out in these motherfuckin' projectsStill a nigga, ain't never gonna get the f*ck up outta hereNiggaz, just don't understand the storyNiggaz die for the street gloryGo to...Read Full Lyrics

" Street Glory Artist - Nas