gate up Open the gate up-hurry Open the gate up-hurry Open the gate up Hurry hurry hurry hurry Open the gate up-open the gate up Or I'm gonna knock
hurtin' and workin' Would be he be found, found, found In a ho tel room shot up With his dick shoved in some b got a lot up Bill Gates don't dangle diamonds
hold up Pay attention to the scheme Sauce muthafuckin' You know my style Comin' through, bringin' you pain But hold up I got a problem with niggas that talk about stalkin' Souped up
know how we get down? Seven dizzles a wizzle, bigg bow wiggle's up in the hizzle Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again Freshly dressed, I jump up in
all know how we get down 7 dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again Freshly dressed, I jump up in the
starts off, "Well I don't usually" Then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt (Let's go) Step out, show me what you all about Fingers in your mouth, open up
thee, leave it up to me Lay her on back ever so gently She like the way the dough fold up, rolls roll up Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up Hold up
Wake up your mind black people it's ill Superior people use superior skill We can defeat any congressional bill at will The hip hop nation will prevail
I cant hang around my momma 'Cause I scare her I'm quick to blast motherfucker (Yeah, what's up?) It feels like I'm bustin' a nut When I open you up '
killa Terror illustrates my era Now I can't hang around my Momma 'cause I scare her I wanna blast, motherfucker It feels like Im bustin' a nut when I open you up
t even think twice, I'll slice the fuckin' rope Save your salvation, ruin your reputation Get ready for a brief devastation Forty clicks up the creek, if I hear a squeek The nigga Gate
hear their cries and sense their grief But was physically incapable Of responding to them in any way There was surprisingly no sensation of death But without doubt
avalanche Get it straight or, honey, give it up You got to get right back to where we started from Are we gonna be late at the gate of dreams? Destiny
yee drop that beat we dont play get back Open the gate,dominate,pushing my own weight Feelin vega omega was born in cassette tapes In '88, hip-hop took
Dwight, you call me Dwight They've killed a shitload of inmates and guards Three inmates, five guards and one shrink All in one year's time Open that goddamn gate
I'm hearin' ya, askin', "Yo seed, who was me?" At the same time you break my classic CD Run it to the phone callin' up [unverified] I had it up to here
'll be releasing all our sorrow Leave it layin' along the way Won't you lift your eyes up children Lift them to the sky Heaven stands before you Gates are open
