m Hi-C, hoe, so stop poppin that bullshit (Come on y'all, say it Bullshit) Yeah (Yeah Bullshit) Y'all niggaz thought I was sellin out (Louder Bullshit Everybody Say it Bullshit
a nigga get in my way, nigga I take they pipe, they monkey wrenches, they waterholes Nigga, pander they lighters, nigga Robbery, nigga For cocaine! Doub C
said on my dick I aint really mean to say on my d-ck But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm Done [Twista] Now let a track
Guess who? Jigga, ya heard? Timbaland, ya heard? Uh, Twista, ya heard? C'mon c'mon Uh uh, uh uh G G, G gyeah, yo G'yo, gyeah gyeah, gyeah gyeah Turn this
so we can bill on these niggas for real It was a half an hour drive 'fore they finally arrive Veronica came to the door, she smiled and said "Hi, hi
the ass with my ninety-five drive I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee
, to get that hi life Hi life, we livin' that hi life Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm (Hi life, mmm) Hi life, we livin' that hi life Hi life, we
nigga, DJ Quik The almighty, funkster The baddest to ever touch the MPC60 Worth three thousand, you don't hear me Clue Dogg, Blac Tone, Hi C Droppin'
t wanna listen! Darwin was a liar I don't wanna listen! I don't want to talk about it! I don't wanna listen! Darwin was a liar! Hi, dear what a real
gun? Jumpin on the gun? Jumpin on the gun? Its bullshit its jumping on the gun? Jumpin on the gun? Jumpin on the gun? Jumpin on the gun? Its bullshit
put up your girl, and let's see who's in trouble troop And if you got a sister, then make it a double scoop The capital s the c, the r-a-p Stands for
of my dreams From my eyesight that was what it seemed I said, uh, come a little bit closer To Scoob that night, choice guy, she said "Hi Hi, hi, I've
hi for heaven til the day i die. Looking at my dead body on my bed whit guts and blood brains all over the walls as the c.s.i my body they expect no
"The following presentation is rated R." Hi-C Uhh! God damn! Yeah! Hi-C This my nigga DJ motherfuckin Quik We gon' take this shit back to the Mixmaster
well it ... it dropped thirty feet! a bunch of dust puffed out ... rocks and boulders hacked up, hack! hack! ... c Ng the lincoln ... I gave him the
the hi-zoes lickin' up so hard, we stickin' up Niggaz tired of the bullshit so we all clic it up Nigga, please, we ain't trippin' off C's and B's It
WOW! blame it on the white boy nigga thats your style spoke on a nigga and spoke that bullshit that another nigga wont o's no joke that bullshit [whow
(feat. Magoo, Jay-Z, Twista) [Jay-Z] Guess who? Uh, uh-uh uh-uh Jigga, ya heard? Uh-uh, a-Timbaland, ya heard? Uh, Twista, ya heard? C'mon, c'mon Uh
