ALL RITE CHORUS: ITS ALL RITE (X6) VERSE TWO (FREAKY TAH) ALL ALL ALL S'ALL RITE... ITS ALL RITE I FEEL AIIGHT SMOKIN CHARM EVERYDAY LIKE KILLIN WIT THE LOST
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saw that smile of yours Im telling you from the bottom of my heart You're the only one that I've been searching for There was a time when I had lost
star Don't you go away, oh baby Gonna be right here where you are Until my dying day Feels so good when we're lying here next To each other, lost in
To a world of pain and sacrifice But through it all, through it all You make things right Amazing I have heard my inner voice And finally can rejoice I was lost
wid no way out) Now all ah y'all niggas tough Y'all ready for violence, violence But niggas don't give ah fuck We ready to riot riot When all the smoke clears Y'all
're passin me by but I hear death callin' when it's so cold in a room who's stallin' better come after me, we say fucK y'all all in the battle
new improved hood hop A nig girl mutha fucka in this bitch do the wop I ain't tryin' to change hip hop Put money aside and make your hip hop Not dirty right
Hood Hop I make erry mu'fucka in this bitch do tha whop I ain't tryin' to change hip hop Put one in ya side to make ya hip hop Knock derty right out
"Role Call" [Lil' Jon talking:] Yeah! Right about now (whats up) It's time for the real nigga role call Now when you hear your city or state being
What you ain't know, this a hood thang All my thugs let ya wood swang Bitches make ya ass clap I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI Catch me drivin' DUI
And age the major reason why they can't believe it But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it But they don't catch it till a year later Minds kill, niggas lost
fear's gettin' charged with conspiracy I'ca get it right to ya, sticky green white to ya Wear whatever you want, bullets goin' right through ya If you
OK, alright, alright Word up, Napolean, Ralph Lauren Mr. Cheeks, back in that ass How we do it LB fam style C'mon, uh, yeah, uh, what (Lost Boyz now,
suppose to be all Jesus Everything was suppose to be all Jesus But it seems like everything is all Satan But it seems like everything is all Satan Everything
renegades mess wit my click (yo!) [Lil Jon:] I don't like dem boyz [Big Sam:] I don't like them tricks [Lil Jon:] I don't like dem boyz [Big Sam:] I
grain What you ain't know, this a hood thang All my thugs let ya wood swang Bitches make ya ass clap I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI Catch me drivin
