Yo Momma Went On Moose ?
Our Soldiers Took em All
She Pulled em In The Street
That Street Said I Smell Feet
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She Wanna Know If We Can Be Together
Man Even If It Aint Gon Be Forever
Well It Can Only Be For One Night
The Only Thing I Ever Loved In My Life Was The Mic
Trust Me Its Somethin Bout The Way I Touch Her
The Way That I Hold Her, The Way I Clutch Her
She Move A Lot But That Aint Shit To Me
Man, I Need That Bitch And That Bitch Need Me
And I Aint Even Talkin Bout R.A.P.
Them Other Ladies Be The Same, They No Worry Me Uh
Sit Back, I Spit That Shit That Get Better Than
Make A Veteran Sit Back
Cruisin, Mic Check One Twos
And If Yall Not Us Then Thats Why Yall Losin
Ate Up, No Time To Wake Up
No Masquerades, Nigga Move The Makeup
Just Do It, Put The Hop Into It
And When Yall Lose It Dont Blame The Music
Half Yall Fell In Love With The Whore
The Question Is If You Dont Love Her What You Fuckin Her For, Nigga?
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She Wanna Know If We Can Be Together
Man Even If It Aint Gon Be Forever
Well It Can Only Be For One Night
The Only Thing I Ever Loved In My Life Was The Mic
Fucks The Problem? Dawg We Mobbin
The Squad Roll Thicker Than Some Hemoglobin
Ill Scare Yall Quicker Than A Mean Ol Goblin
Aint No Bullshit, Me And My Amigos Poppin Huh
We Get Started Aint Gon Be No Stoppin
You Gon Jump Because It Aint Gon Be No Option
Im Totally Contagious Black Rans The Gauge Ya Language
Black Thought Aka, Larry Davis Huh
Got Rhymes Runnin Off The Pages
Tighter Than The Bushes With The Saudi Arabians
Darker Than A Oil Well, Sharp As A Sabertooth Tiger
Ridin On A Straight Edge Razor
You Walk Talkin On A Two Way Pager
Til Ya Main Thing Gettin Me The Captain Saver
I Hold Black Sly Cuz I Be The Fan Of The Mic
Grip Tight Like Is Not Gonna Tear Ya Huh
The Hip Biatch She Aint Ya Diop
All That, In A Banana Cognac Diatch
Pony Hair Coat, My Boots Is Ostriach
Black Ink Back
Turn Me Up Another Ne-Otch Huh
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Young Truck In This Fuckin Game
What A Nigga Is, If He Runnin The Game
I Bring Pain From The Summer To Sprang
Spit Game, Get Ya Chick, Make Her Leave Wit The Game
Wanna Talk A Little Shit Ill Make Ya Walk Wit A Cane
Got em Half Steppin Like They Walk Wit Cane
Here I Am, R-A-W, Raw
Truck North Introducin Yall
The Way I Slang Game Make Ya Dame Insane
Im Superman, Not Clark Kent To Lois Lane
Im Out For The Paper, Yall Out For The Fame
Theres Five Left In Your Fifteen Minutes Of Fame
I Aint Got No Problems Bringin Drama To Yall
Youll Never Score Like A Punter Runnin With The Ball
I Squeeze Mics til The Cords Is Sore
Its Truck North, The Man And The Myth Signin Off, Yo
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