Founds total 35 songs
Only Begotten Son
He who believeth in Ja. Shall not be condemned. But he that believeth not. Is condemned already. Only because. He has not believed. In the man and the only begotten son.
Kill 'em All
It must be the way that I spit shit. That make you say damn this nigga ridiculous. The way I hit 'em and move nigga I can't lose. Inconspicuous incognito niggas ain't ready.
Holla Holla (remix)
[Chorus: x2]. (Holla Holla). All my niggas thats ready to get (dollas dollas). Bitches know what can get 'em a little (hotta hotta). Come on if you roll'n wit me (follow follow).
Daddy's Little Baby
It's my heart. Pray. . Daddy's little baby, must learn this world is shady. And the color of your skin don't make you less of a lady. Degrade yourself, never cuz I'm teaching you better.
Crime Life
(DJ Clue). The Professional. Part Two. Coming real soon!. New shit! Crime life!. Memph Bleek!. Cease!. Ja!. . (Memphis Bleek). Nigga, picture me hot, then picture me not.
Bitch Betta Have My Money
What up love. You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats. I peep you at the strip joint. You and that little black chick. Acting like you so innocent.
Bitch
What up love. You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats. I peep you at the strip joint. You and that little black chick. Acting like you so innocent.
Ain't It Funny (murder Remix)
Estoy loca. Enamorada, de ti. . It seemed to be like the perfect thing for you and me. It's so ironic you're what I had pictured you to be. But there are facts in our lives.
Crime Life
(DJ Clue). The Professional. Part Two. Coming real soon!. New shit! Crime life!. Memph Bleek!. Cease!. Ja!. . (Memphis Bleek). Nigga, picture me hot, then picture me not.
The Grand Finale
Sail away superstars. Sail away superstars. . So if you think your life is complete confusion. Cause your neighbors got it made. Just remember, please, it's a grand illusion.
Bounce
I love your black dress, your red lips, your long legs, your high heels. I love your thigh-high boots, your snake skin one-piece suit. Yeah you really get me going when you put it all on.
Lost @ 'c'
[Verse 1]. Yo, yo, yo, now when you see that big ass see, you know I'm comin through. And when you know I'm comin through, you know what I'ma do. I never sent to battlin me, would be impossible.
Hot Spot
Uhh!. Guess who's back. uhh! Ayo! Crime a crime. Let's get it on. Emcees want to eat me. But it's Rammadan. Peep what's on the arm. When it's ice it's ice.
I Can't Wait
Yo, Yo Miami. Yo Cali-Fornia. North East West and South motherfucker. Yo Check this out. This is Dirt Dog. I'm here to make you scream. . [Chorus: x4].
Crime Scene
The fuck is wrong with y'all niggaz. You think this shit is a game nigga. Like it ain't about murder and cocaine nigga. The fuck is wrong wit y'all. .
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