[Talking-D.J Paul and Juicy "J"]

[Chorus 1:]
[Juicy "J'']
If you ain't claiming G-D
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming V-L
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Crips Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Bloods Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming BHZ
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming North Memphis
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Orange Mound
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Southpark
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

[Lord Infamous (Scarecrow)]
Bitch we are entertainers
we warfare trainers
we ain't gangbangers
but we will make you famous
I show you falling hoes
I show you slippin' slopes
I show you swiss I knows
I dangling from the rows
you top that tokeo
up in the studio
but in the streets they ho
you cool they diff but so...
But if he eat the coke
and wanna go for broke
let's get them guns out ho, I thank you fucking former ho !

[D.J. Paul]
I can fight this nigga
I can whoop this nigga
I can [Gun loading] [Gun Sh
3e Sexe lyrics

(Nicola Sirkis / Dominique Nicolas)
Dans la rue des tenues charmantes
Maquille comme mon fiance
Garcon, fille l'allure stupefiante
Habille comme ma fiancee
Cheveux longs, cheveux blonds colores
Toute nue dans une boite en fer
Il est belle, il est beau decrie
L'outrage mais j'en ai rien a faire
J'ai pas envie de la voir nue
J'ai pas envie de le voir nu
Et j'aime cette fille aux cheveux longs
Et ce garcon qui pourrait dire non!
Et on se prend la main
Et on se pr
ots]
BOOM! With the trigger
I can rob this boy, I can mob this boy
I can call a fucking killer, do a job on this boy
I can make this fool, I can rape this fool
I can get them off my five o-clock or ten o-clock news
I can lend a helping hand
I can be your fucking friend
I can leave his body stankin' in a croquer garbage can

[Chorus 2:]
If you ain't claiming Hollywood
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Walker Homes
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Foot Home
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Walter Simmons
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Smokey City
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES) 
If you ain't claiming Evergreen
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming LMG
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Dixie Homes
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

[Gangsta Boo]
Don't play with the Hypnotize C-A-M-P (A-C)
Blowin' small balls nigga feel me
MAYBE!
I be what chu' call the first lady
Triple Six put me through the doors getting money
Now you 
Jelous-Ass-Bitches in my face
tryin take my shit out 
Air Dance lyrics

She sits in silence, in her midnight worldHer faded pictures, of her dancing girlsHer, distant dreamer, on the seas of timeHer happy memories, dancing through her mindIn days of romanceShe was the queen of danceShe'd dance the night awayAnd as the seasons turn the days to yearsShe holds her pictures, hears the silent cheersThe days grow lonely for the dancing queenAnd now she dances only in her dreamsIn days of romanceShe was t
f place 
(you be steppin' bitch)
I be on some Hennesy 
mixed with some Alizae
Smokin' on some hay
on my way
on that plat "A" 
("A")

[D.J. Paul]
Im hittin on some small niggas
(that rob niggas)
Smoke coke
(With big mob figures)
That star niggas
In P-Agg ya
Get em' recorded they own pictures
Im takin' puss, and dankin' drankin'
drank wit warning niggas
I poke them stagged up
And round wit trick a heavy niggas
Im talkin ski-mask
Engage up out of the back seat niggas
pull the triggers 
and I keep a tone, world-rone
Dangers on, Hustle grown
Sippin' on, Burn a post
Papers on, but still im home

[Chorus 3:]
If you ain't claiming New Chicago
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Roxy Brown
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Pussy Valley
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Fowler Homes
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Douglas Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Trig Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Mclemore
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming 
A Proud Bird lyrics

Space inviting upwardsAnd feelings born by the will In energy have interlaced In breathing, even and free!But the burst won't come, don't wait for The body amorphous? And sounds? Streams carrying upwards Once hands the wings are now.You were longing for soaring like eternity Higher and higher fly for your life Scorn all the principles Dictated aboveBut is there an aim you head for?You wanted it pure, but is it?Are you c
unker Hill
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

[Koopsta Knicca]
No issues
You think this kid fucked up the fucking problem
Bitch you don't know that Koopsta Knicca is a murder robber
Got yo motherfucking brother in the back seat
Sweat drippin' off his neck
son of bitch you don't know me
"KOOPSTA"
I kinda hear the whispers in his fucking bed
"KNICCA"
And you think you got that strip
than why don't you get with him
and if you wanna stress me
grab my 8.0 is you dead
Say "Mister cum a dress ya"
Koopsta got em' scared!!!

[Chorus 4:]
If you ain't claiming Hyde Park
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Ridge Grove
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Ridge Crest
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Bartlett Then
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming Germantown
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)

If you ain't claiming 
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't claiming
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
If you ain't naming
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)
(FUCK Y'ALL HOES)