East 1999, my niggas Thinkin' 'bout back in the days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady
I prefer Your forty-four might do damage But see my streetsweeper's much worse My shotguns are cocked Make sure you're stayin' in line Me twenty two
this *** since ninety-two Look at all the bull*** I been through So-called beef with you know who F*** a few female stars or two And a blue light, ***,
couple of corners Smoke out with some hoes Now where y'all at? 21st century heroes Two-triple-zero Righteous ones And wish the Howse Then can roll with one hundred and forty
getting jacked for his new deuces Or slapped toothless, ya doin' what cha doin' So what you got a Forty Cal, I got a Forty Cal Plus another Forty Cal
the world go round) Tell em again y'all (Money makes the world go round) (My God) Forty, fifty grand a night, that's what I'm seein as I'ma vin your own
t pay attention, she's my baby, the Dany You know she drive me crazy she's my number one lady Met her back in eighty-nine now she's twenty-two Actin' like she forty
4 jumping like the ground too hot They spot me, they chase a nigga down two blocks Two shots in the air for niggas that ain't here Two tone, two door
4 jumping like the ground too hot they spot me, they chase a nigga down two blocks two shots in the air for niggas that aint here two tone, two door,
[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo Dready! What you do this for man? [DJ Talking in the background (Akon):] BOOM BOOM BOOM BING! Original!) Testing one, two
I can wash forty four pairs of socks And have 'em hanging out on the line I can starch and iron two dozen shirts 'Fore you can count from one to nine
thing that's so unique and new, It proves that I got the last laugh on you. 'cause instead of one head, ooh, I got two. And you know two heads are better
you fuckin' wit Yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly Slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin' Up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty
Forty detectives this week Forty detectives strong Takin' a stroll down Love Street Strollin' is that so wrong Can I get my co-dependent Hump de bump
'm the round mound Not a rebound but like a hound I get down down Never wore a leash but I get loose Producin somethin fresher than fruits, got more soul than combat boots Diggin two
-zippidy-day Unzip your zipper baby, and come my way I'm Jack the Ripper, na-nah not Jack Tripper Cause Three is not Company when your other two friends are thicker So come one friend, come two
Reveal cravings for success Why do we try to hide our past By pulling down houses and build car parks Windows and mirrors like a two-way glass This
