while I take tokes

[Hook: Notorious B.I.G.] Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana Smoke relax and take notes gun smoke gun smoke I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper Relax and take notes while I take

[Hook] Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright [Verse 1: CJ Fly] Said we were just a bunch of kids, like the Brady Bunch Style

After some good tokes and a six pack We can sock 'em out for you Till you're flat on your back You know I got to keep it up Cause I'm a natural man I'm a born hell raiser And I don't give a damn I'm the man for you baby I'm the man for you baby I'm t

[ti:Purple] [ar:Nas] [al:The Lost Tapes] [00:-7.52]Nas - Purple [00:-5.52]送给 默念.内抹情 [00:00.00] [00:03.09]Light it, uhh [00:05.45]Light it up, uhh [00:06.86] [00:07.86]The whole, city is mine, prettiest don [00:10.32]I don't like the way P. Diddy did

[Kurupt talking] Y'all don't know nothin about this HEE-ARE Hahahahahahaha, yeah! It's Kurupt Young Gotti Hehaha, sup Warren G? It's my homeboy, huh? With my niggas Crucial Conflict, huh? Chillin, huh? Bumpin, puffin on a little bit of that Hay *TOKE

Verse One: Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called, on the street Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo Not stressin five-o, hot hand in celo Live

[ti:Dead Wrong (Remix)] [ar:Eminem] [al:Off The Wall] [offset:0] [00:02.49]Artist:eminem [00:03.55]Songs Title:dead wrong (remix) [00:05.24]Bad Boy baby [00:06.38]Yeah.. yeah.. [00:06.69]Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah.. [00:08.32]Yeah.. B.I.G. 2000 [00:10.8

Knowledge on the court, observin' what is all around The light goes up, my mic blows up, the silence is now sound Hearin' and fearin' the momentum of the stutter step Shook to the left because the brother slept Crept into his ego, so he caught a bad

Madeleine Peyroux - Don't Pick a Fight with a Poet When you're walking on the street, And the people that you meet, Make you want to start a big fight, 'Cause they talk as if they're so right. There is one thing to remember, In case you haven't heard

Let me tell you about the farm, all my friends are in the barn Barn life, farmer's wife, don't you make me say it twice Sunny days, bale and hay, go to church and learn to pray Cornbread, feather bed, buttermilk, scratch my head Brown cow, cat's meow

a month ago, i gave a chick a hundred stacks straight to neiman marcus, young bitch had a heart attack aww man, i love my bitches bottles, beamers, brand new benz's barbies, ballerina's and britney's barbera streisand edition bentleys bricks, big fac

[Verse 1: Issa Gold] Death to the radio nigga, this is where that saga ends About the line of David like comics[?] of king Solomon Spitting that cookoo-khakha and nigga, we ain't coppin' it Words it like currency, all my fans here with it profited[?]

They doubted me all my life Now it's Victory Whatever it is I'll pay the cost I'm willing to risk it I'll take the loss I put it all on the line In a hustler's state of mind Yeah I'm gonna make history Just so we can claim victory, victory Oh Victory