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into the floor Round and Round She likes to pull me Make you scream and beg for more Round and round Round and round Round and round Round and round
down into the floor Round and Round She likes to pull me Make you scream and beg for more Round and round Round and round Round and round Round and round
wonder how it feel to lower Stone's walls Jessica Gomes, y'all, I would damage her And see if Jessica Stam got the stamina I'm in the car with Leo and
turnin' somethin' I got a seat up in the cut and I'm burnin' somethin' Booties dancin' 'round a and I'm killin' one Killin' one from the top of the stash and
funerals in their Sunday clothes (Ya!) And spending money on spinners, but won't pay college funds (Ya!) And all you gangers and bangers, Rolling dice and
in effect gettin big respect Then I collect big checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta
no enemies Been shot five times, now I bleed Hennessey And bang for my *** locked up, they can't stop us It ain't a gangsta party 'til we go and dig
Strength 5 Boroughs of death we rep to death Yo Kris, set it for The Bronx.. [KRS-One] We hit em and get em, we stick em and jig em we pick em and kick
to face with the 5th dawg Sneakin federals get wet I'ma predator the reap No mercy those sleep where my niggas creep And remember they crept and they
They listen up, yup Put some magic in the music Put some classic in your music And put some tragic in your music And make it platinum when you do it And
us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with us Black Rob and Eight ball down with us M.J.G. you know he down with us
hype some trash The BGs got the hood hot With whites and rats The old folks is mad at us cuz they kids is lost How you expect for us to teach when all
the back seat if im not stirrin and i be rollin up if a nigga not burnin I got 5 on it (Got it good) Grab your fo', let's get keyed I got 5 on it Messin
snow on 5th avenue and right now im holding the radio up to my ear since i dont talk you all laugh my books overdue its cold outside but between us
from my pops And saints, bustin' back in '90 hope you got from the shots Put it down for the town and I gang wit us St. Louis did it derty, throw yo
