it rip Wig Out!! - exit Nobody cares if you wanna flip If everyone stares there just jealous If yer home alone put your pajamas on turn the music up and let the neighbors wig
it , let it rip, wig out! Exit Nobody cares if you wanna flip If everyone stares there just jealous If yer home alone put your pajamas on Turn the music up and let the neighbors wig
Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!! Niggas break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out Set the shit off with the
the chemicals Then they call us the criminals Crackas make all the loot And we just get the residuals Niggas will rob and shoot on you Crackas will drop a bomb
ladies and burn 'em with dirty 380's Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out Fuck the
and burn 'em with dirty 380's Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out Fuck the fallout
Axe murder boy, wig cap peela I can wear a Fila jacket and look fresh I'm pimpin' like David Caresh Why's it that people think I got bombs in my locka
, And Quit Fuckin' Judgin' Every Fuckin' Body Else, Anyway All We Tryin' To Say, Is Our Bomb Ass LP Is Headed Your Way, A Lil' Somethin' For The Underdogs Out
kind of mosh pit You get your wig split [D-Loc] Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit? (Shit!) Who the mothafucka that want the wig split? (Split
mosh pit You get your wig split (D-Loc) Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit? (Shit!) Who the mothafucka that want the wig split? (Split!)
with a bazooka Blow smoke in a tour bus, in a yellow Caprice Classic I got a wig on them, city boys ain't gon' recognize all four of us Jay and John
flip a dime for them rock stars, I'm the richest, infamous, and they can feel this, Commander of them soljas out the melph, lio, and nolia, You can't stop us
niggas from off St. Clair, leavin?us wig splitters. All of them feel us, let us rips. If you try us, don??° fuss, then nigga, now feel this. Nuttin?us
then fall into ? Stand the post when the Bone ? Runnin' through the one under the top lock Gotta creep how we hoop And shot the rock through the bomb-
the niggas from off st. R, leavin?us wig splitters. all of them feel us, let us rips. if you try us, don't fuss, then nigga, now feel this. nuttin?us
it gets ill So, all y'all listen closely don't you ever forget Y'all wouldn't, Y'all never be shit with out us bitch Don't forget [Cruchy Black:] Killin
it gets ill So, all y'all listen closely don't you ever forget Y'all wouldn't, y'all never be shit with out us bitch, don't forget Killin' ain't shit
of victory, the agony, defeat We crush slow, flamin' deluxe slow For Judgment Day cometh, conquer, it's war Allow us to escape, Hell glow spinnin' bomb Pocket full of shells out
