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I guess you didn't make it Do you wanna go now? This ain't no joyride It ain't your Daddy's Oldsmobile neither Welcome to Hell!!!

I guess you didn't make it Do you wanna go now? This ain't no joyride It ain't your Daddy's Oldsmobile neither Welcome to Hell!!!

Mutumbo, handled by Hannibal Soon, I'm gonna be a fugitive like Dr. Kimble Hey yo, should I slow down? Nah kid go faster Just ,cause they got a badge

a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal That's why I'm real and I ain't afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don

talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Master P] Whassup pimpin? It's P

TV shows So I looked up to heaven, got down on my knees An' I cried, "Dear Lord, will you help me, please?" "I need a TV by tomorrow night 'Cos Rick Flare's involved in a

rise (Yo, It's my world) So when the war I hope you on my side (It's my world, It's my world, It's my world) {*Repeat 2X*} [Scratching Chino from Sway and Tech's

You know, the, those P.H.D. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot

by the lee sheet K's for the knighthead where the petty officer stands L's for the leeside, hard found by new hands (Chorus) M's for the mainmast, it's stout and it's