a lesson So my attitude, the true definition of nigga fuck you I'm strapped up with fifty, gon make niggaz let me done fuck through I'm ten seconds from
my holster Whip and boil, ?lugotan? hurricane the holler Daily operation, bullet train tingle farther 8 seconds a scar your style wild buccaneer Round table revolve around ten
got a lil' change So they gotta come correct, cause you're not the one for games Third thang dog, man your trunk gotta knock So they hear ya ten seconds
, Something hooks her little finger at me, An' it's bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Bigger than a drive-in movie, ooooo-eeee. Hangin' ten out
yeah got to blaze the joint baby It's tha butters uhh it's all sugary The flava don't cease when I'm in tha cut boo I pull tha silk out tha crease ohhh ten
down in New York they saying! "Once again back is the incredible" (dammmn right!) "The incredible - the incredible" [Just Blaze scratches throughout] [Outro] Yeah! Cook! Just Blaze
down in New York they saying! "Once again back is the incredible" (dammmn right!) "The incredible - the incredible" [*Just Blaze scratches throughout*] [Outro] Yeah! Cook! Just Blaze
(chorus - I swear to God it feel like death is fucking callin me. But naw you wouldn't understand....) Ayo hit wit at least ten, beat again Hey Cam'Ron
do what with it?) Rock the dance floor [Will Smith] Here it comes the party of a lifetime 31st of December Man I remember when the ball dropped for 90 Now it's 9-9, ten
Wheres the Lord when I need a blessing Devil's be after me supply your child with a weapon My nigga ran up in a bank, sixty seconds for a lifetime bid
Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week [Dr. Dre] You could catch me in the studio bangin' out the beats to Provide you with the heat that keep blazin
you know, what do you know, Earl roles the weed I go to the store and get Old Gold So all you crabby lookin' nappy headed girls get back Cause there's a ten
' . . . . . . Jealousy is growin' . . . . . . Paranoia got him second guessin' D-T's on his back got him stressin' He was at the light blazin' up traum
mean yeah yeah got to blaze the joint baby its tha butters uhh its all sugary the flava dont cease when Im in tha cut boo I pull tha silk out tha crease ohhh ten
us all cracked If the police was behind us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap Now that's what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!) I second the emotion
MC's, you are bound to fall Cuz your real world is not a world at all [1] [Street] Drunken Master, styles causin' street disaster Blaze cut faster than
a left U-Turn, my tires burn, my concern, was the truck comin head-on collision waited a second, changed position Close one heh, I almost went up in a blaze
your placid cavalry is smashed and that'll be what will happen if you matching me we burn chem rocks to hemlock our brain I got a ten spot, you got a ten