real niggas c bo

featuring Mob Figgas Verse One: C Bo Twenty five years old still tryin to make a livin off a one live then they're only slugs give a nigga Fuck holes in my chest took my last breath I squeeze

raised in hell c bo

featuring Big Syke Verse One: C Bo I was born in hell without a pistol Now how can I survive with one live without a vest and 4 5?

til my casket drops c bo

Mo' murder mo' murder A body fulla tack 2's battlescars from bullet wounds New clothes diamond medallions from paid dues Niggas that ride til they rue with the attitude of 'fuck the world' from

survival 1st c bo

It's just some ballin'-ass niggas down to die for the West Side. Verse 1: (C-Bo) It could be the napalm, droppin' non stop bombs, Armed like vietnam, dominatin' like King Kong.

big gangsta c bo

[Featuring Laroo Lil' Bo The Mob Figgas] I see so many murders in these Cali streets I load the strap in the battle won wit death to get beat who ever thinks of defeat? When in ??? ???

gas chamber c bo

(Verse1) It's time to drop the gas from the chamber Niggas on AWOL rearrange your Face with the quickness And it's the Garden Block sickness that got a nigga in this shit So you better watch your

no pain no gain c bo

* called for Bo-Loc As I ride, ride til I die Best to hide, nigga, when I hit your block I bring death on the suckers when my Glock is cocked I got hops in my Coupe, a pocket full of loot and it don't

can we all ball c bo

the town But we brung shit like Hitler bail em with a Sigma Switch with the first shot gotta check the spot Burnin rubber out the parkin lot pointin out the window Stuck off indo bumpin my nigga C

desperado outlaws c bo

Ballin in a 600SL drop top with the fat V12 Money hella long smoke blunts not a bong Niggas can't fuck cos I crunch em like Kong I be deadly as The Predator My .50 calibre Desert Eagle'll spread

boo yow c bo

We like to murder in combat war on the streets .4 5 Glock 40's on sight to see Me and the homies run deep like a wild pack of wolves Attack like the Congo's when niggas talk bull Better step and

all i ever wanted c bo

[Featuring Lunasicc 151] Chorus: C Bo All I ever wanted was a pair of Nikes A Lexus a mansion and eternal life Maybe what it was I was askin for too much Prayin to God thinkin 'did he give a fuck

professional ballers c bo

no theatrics bout the way we be livin with the Mafia tactics, I be constantly at it Tryin to stack my riches like Bill Gates Servin raw and uncut caine so you can't hate Because it angers me when niggas

Recipe Of A Hoe BO$$

[Bo$$] Guess who? The down ass bitch BO$$! Speakin' on how ya dick'll be getting' Shot clear the fuck off! If ya keep, talkin' that shit cuz all bitches aint hoes!

hard labor c bo

When I was to young to be in So now I'm comatosed, shellshocked and barely breathin' But, still I respect the game Test me, you ain't Hussein Outlaw like Josey Wales Too tough to try to change C-Bo

Re-Rewind The Artful Dodger

, when The crowd say Bo Selecta Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Selecta Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Bo Bo Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Selecta Re rewind, when The crowd say Bo Selecta

L.I.F.E. (Feat. Kokane) Cypress Hill

Chorus - Cypress featuring Kokane Once Upon, *singing* Muggs, Sen Dog *Bing* B-Real and Bobo L.I.F.E (Now Here it is ) Why, Why, Why (Bo Bo Bo Bo) Cypress Hill is still here We're from *?

fo ridas c bo

*(Chrous- C-Bo)* I was born in hell juss to be a rida wit lo-lo's an 4-4's an mo hoes fo the ridas keep my pants saggin stay strapped wit the magnum ridas desperado outlaws do the dirt Verse 2

picture me c murder

[Featuring Magic] Intro Motherfuckers you see a TRU nigga walk on the streets you step on the side and respect that man TRU niggas never die we recreate to survive Picture me a TRU nigga (real

ride on dem bustas c murder

[Featuring Magic Ke'Noe] (Helicopter propeller) (Whisper getting louder) Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga (C Murder in background) From the motherfucking (?)

Re-Rewind Artful Dodger

Re-rewind Enter, selecta Eh, yeah Eh, eh yeah Eh, yeah Eh Enter, selecta Making moves, yeah On the dance floor Gotta move on dancing yeah Real hard core From the front to the back That's where

BO$$ Fifth Harmony

gettin\' Oprah dollas Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin\' Oprah dollas Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin\' Oprah dollas Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin\' Oprah dollas C-O-N-F-I-D-E-N-T

riders c murder

[C Murder] Niggas (what?) Would you ride for the cause? (hell yeah!) Would you die for the cause? (fuckin right!) How many niggas would ride and die for you? (we riders!)

making moves c murder

Dick] Hey C Murder who you hang with?

357 c bo

Verse 1 (C Bo) My first name is Smith my last name is Wesson but in yo hood I'm known as 357 have yo neighborhood punk quick to shoot a man an have Clark Kent thinkin that he's superman wit six

deadly game c bo

Got him on the ground makin funny sounds, ohh I got a problem, witnesses ten Positive identifa-cation Chorus On swoll in the pen, cellmates with X-Raided Now I'm on parole, five years later The Bo

money by the ton c bo

Verse One: C Bo I slide thru the 5 double 0 drop S C '97 Sport and shorts and matchin jew els Worth about a quarter, mil-ticket is how we dress True ballers fakin meal tickets up in the West I know

ghetto flight c bo

[Featuring Pizzo] [C Bo] It's 1994 gang bangin' done played out But I still stay strapped cause I don't wanna get played out On the concrete with internal bleedin' Moms at my hand screamin': 'Bo

Progress Of Elimination BO$$

[Bo$$] Who am I to flip a wicked Bitch? Business is Business But now the revelation has revealed How the Bo$$ Bitch is trying to get rich!

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Get Bucked, Get Crunked C-Murder

[hook]2x Uh Ohhhh, there them TRU Boys go Uh Ohhhh, hit the muthafuckin flo' [T-Bo] Aaaaaaaah!!

Bo Bo Bo Boogie Down Productions

Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack The only way to deal with racism if you're black Well seven

Bo! Bo! Bo! Boogie Down Productions

Bo bo bo clack clack clack clack clack Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again Bo bo bo clack clack clack clack clack The only way to deal with racism if you're black Well, seven in

ABC The Jackson 5

bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo bo You went to school to learn girl things you never knew before like I before E except after C and why 2 plus 2 makes 4 now now now I'm gonna teach you teach you

murder and daz c murder

featuring Daz Dillinger C Murder/(Daz Dillinger) (Yeah what's happenin?) Whassup Daz nigga? (Whassup C Murder?) Shit I think we got problems. (What?) Ya know? (Fuck that.)

the truest shit c murder

money do dirt pulling capers don't give a fuck who I hurt You wonder why a nigga can't sleep man because I got the blood of my dead brother on my hand A true nigga can't rest g till these bitch ass niggas

Skull & Bones 322 City Morgue 외 2명

Reapyy [Chorus: ZillaKami] Skull and crossbones When I'm at ya function Niggas gotta phone home Or they might need to start duckin', uh Skull and crossbones When I'm at ya function Niggas gotta phone home

Can't C Me 2pac

million pairs of eyes lookin' hard but won't realize that they will never see the P (You must be goin' blind) Verse One: 2Pac give me my money in stacks and lace my bitches with 9 figures real

Clockin' C Notes Made Men

It that real life gangsta shit Check it out BenzinoOh damn, I almost forgot - I gotta go back home and get my two extra clips For these niggas that be talking shit See, I don't think these niggas understand

Run, Catch, And Kill BO$$

Hook: Run, catch and kill, this comes back like a boomerang with a dildo for real though (repeat) [Bo$$] Sell me some more dreams sucker but this ain't gettin better In fact, this whole thing is

Can't C Me (Feat. George Clinton) 2Pac

million pairs of eyes lookin' hard but won't realize that they will never see the P (You must be goin' blind) Verse One: 2Pac give me my money in stacks and lace my bitches with 9 figures real

The Real Thing Bo Bice

Every world I say, I mean it Every single day, I feel it but sometimes when you talk It's obvious you want to show it So don't blow it Tell me what we got Tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real

show me luv c murder

Serv On] [C Murder] Yeah check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs My No Limit soldiers out there buying my shit Ya know this is for you you hear me?

Real Niggas P.Diddy

yeah whatever Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather Two keys, twenty G's, nigga please Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need 1 - On the road to riches and diamond rings Real

Real Niggas (featuring Notorious B.I.G./Lil' Kim)

yeah whatever Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather Two keys, twenty G's, nigga please Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need 1 - On the road to riches and diamond rings Real

Real Niggas Puff Daddy

yeah whatever Whoever he was, he had it tucked under the leather Two keys, twenty G's, nigga please Blew his brains out cause witnesses we don't need 1 - On the road to riches and diamond rings Real

Yall Heard Of Me C-Murder

Hook: C-Murder, B.G.Now all y'all done heard of me Now I'm C-Murder I done things y'all ain't never heard of Now I'm a fool boy, you call me a fool it's on I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die

BO$$ Dissimiler H

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Bo Rob De Nijs

Bo Ze zeggen dat jij eenzaam bent Bo Ik heb je nauwelijks gekend Je was nooit bang alleen te zijn Maar wat nu Ben je echt vergeten waar ik ben Bo Ik was zo blij dat jij bestond Want jij Jij geloofde dat

B-I-Bickey-Bi, Bo-Bo-Go Gene Vincent

As I was walking down the street I heard a crazy song with a crazy beat The band in the house was a-going real wild And all them cats just a-jumpin' in the hall [Chorus] Be-bi-bickey-bi, bo-bo

B-I-Bickey-Bi-Bo-Bo-Go Jeff Beck

As I was walking down the street I heard a crazy song with a crazy beat The band in the house was a-going real wild And all them cats just a-jumpin' in the hall [Chorus] Be-bi-bickey-bi, bo-bo Grab