Foul From the Start JT the Bigga Figga

Chorus: This is goin' out to the youngstas The nappy headed gappy little rumblas The ones robbin' stores and them banks and shit Wit the tec-9 gats and them xtra clips The ones wit the glocks, the

Doin Dirt JT the Bigga Figga

(JT) Foul from the start a young buck be rollin Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted Three young G'z growin up on the West side Down from the start in the dark for the hoo-ride Mackin

Game Recognize Game JT the Bigga Figga

Chorus: (Mac Mall) Game recognize game in tha bay, mane (3x) (JT Tha Bigga Figga) Mac Mall and JT about to do they thang (JT The Bigga Figga) Bucked around and fucked around made another hit

Beware of Those JT the Bigga Figga

(JT The Bigga Figga) Yeah, that's right (E-40) I mean they gone hate the shit out your ass Then it's gone be some niggas that's gone love the shit out of your ass You dig I mean, you know, playa

Mr. Millimeter JT the Bigga Figga

Get Low, suckas wanna get sprayed Cuz in the nine-trey niggas ain't having that With some Macs and some vests and some fat sacks Of the dank better yet of the dojah Some from the shoulders some from

Critical JT the Bigga Figga

(JT) What's up Quinn? (San Quinn) Ah, what's up mane? (JT) Back up in the house you got your boy Rack Skerz posted as usual (Rack Skerz) What's up JT mane?

Mind Your Own JT the Bigga Figga

The Bigga Figga back on the mic Poppin that shit that the young niggas like Young playas comin up in the Moe Down for the cause down for the bolo Gankin, bankin, rankin, young playas like me be makin

The Appetizer JT the Bigga Figga

(I told you once I told you twice, the Bigga Figga nigga ain't nothin nice so get your game for the day I advise ya it ain't the meal it's just the meal it's just the appetizer) Start the flow

Nuttin But a Hustla JT the Bigga Figga

All you sucka MCs must learn Hooked up with my boy named Herm Got rushed to the studio Three months later getting seen on the video Then you talkin bout JT, when's your next show Can I go, can I

The Hard Way JT the Bigga Figga

It's a hot summer day in the year of 84' Fresh out of summer school headed for the store Watchin the O.G.'

professional ballers c bo

featuring Marvaless Pizzo Mac Mall JT Tha Bigga Figga Killa Tay [Marvaless] Yeah ladies first so watch me set it off even the brothers can't touch us Professional Ballers is what they call us ain't

Alright JT Money

bout' the reeboks Getting three glocks and jumping out of treetops Making suckers flee spots, and leave knots Got guns, get funds, yeah I'm packing styles Suckers acting foul, get smoked like Black

Field Medicine JT Woodruff

I'M DRAGGING THESE BONES UP ON THE HILL IN THE VALLEY IS A COLD WINTER CHILL I CAN SEE MY BREATH AND I CAN'T FEEL MY FINGERTIPS THE SKY IS DARK, THE WORLD'S ABOUT TO END I'M THINKING ABOUT THE DEATH OF

Hometown Anchor JT Woodruff

INTERSTATE 75 IT'S TIME TO START A NEW LIFE I'M TIRED OF THE EBB AND THE FLOW LET'S PACK OUR BAGS AND JUST GO, GET AWAY MOVE TO OHIO AND FIX WHAT IS BROKEN NO, WE CAN'T STAY MY HOMETOWN IS AN ANCHOR IF

On the Grind JT Money

East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast [JT Money] I want the jackpot The gats, the yachts, the fat knots, the big

On Da Grind JT Money

East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast I want the jackpot The gats, the yachts, the fat knots The big house And fly bitches

Playa Haterz Master P

1 (JT the Bigga Figga) Check the sickness, forget this game that you missing So I understand you had a plan to rip up potential Players in the game without no shame to fault me Realize that they

Whatcha Want JT Money

Nigga, be the shit like manure No niggas true'er, gats go boo-ya!

Watcha Want JT Money

Nigga, be the shit like manure No niggas true'er, gats go boo-ya!

Living Foul The Genius

we can solve them Before we start to solving, here's a sample Who's coming foward to set the example Inflation, starvation Surviving takes a strong nation Those who like to bring about static Be

Hi-Lo JT Money

Hit 'em (17x then to background of hook) [Hook: 2x] Hit 'em hiiiiiiiiiiiii Hit 'em loooooooo [Verse 1:] I only drop the hotness Don't see haters cause them suckers can't top this Ain't nobody in da game

Candle On The Stillwater JT Woodruff

OH SOMEONE, PLEASE TELL ME THERE'S A LIGHT THAT WILL SHINE ON THE DAY THAT I DIE AND WHEN MY LUNGS DEFLATE AND NO LONGER TAKE AIR I'LL STILL BE STANDING THERE YOU JUST NEED TO CALL OUT MY NAME LIGHT A

War JT Money

Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh (that right) Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh (Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh) JT Money, God dammit Bout time, spin this bitch (Niggaz waitin on yo muh'fuckin ass, let's ride) (Hook) x4 Heychayaya, heychayaya

Father To Son JT Money

You gotta dedicate Your life to God 'cause he's the one who blessed you From the start and made you smart, I know you smart That's why I write you this type of letter but I shouldn't worry Too much because

Superbitch JT Money

' head Keep a nigga welfare wit plenty of bread Call her Superbitch, love nice shit All the high price shit, the golden ice shit Wit the game to mack, no strings attached Type of bitch only rich niggas

The Rep Grows Bigga

treat you like you're ghetto royalty And all your staff shows you utmost loyalty You paid your dues, refuse to lose in this scenario The rep grows bigga, you're a legend and a hero Your fame has

Foul Play The Coup

I'm not with them but they're victims Cause they're just a part not the start of the system No hocus pocus that's the focuse of the song Hope that you can learn this and one day sing along A clearly

Na･Ka･Za･Wa fOUL

Oh hello greeting from youngman culture It little or nowhere is closer than ever Oh hello greeting from youngman culture And I got the feeling we’re stuck till tomorrow Carry on fishing and I’ll keep

Foul Chipmunk

I love all my fans especially the girls And to everyone who loves me, I love me as well. This beat is foul Deserves two yellow cards Send it off I'm going hard With each and every bar.

LET'S GET DOWN Jt Playaz

Let's get down tonight come on (I wanna get down oh yeah) Let's get down tonight come on (Gotta get on down) cool like the gang We hang JT Playaz' ready to swing this is The bounce announce

LET'S GET DOWN Jt Playaz

Let's get down tonight come on (I wanna get down oh yeah) Let's get down tonight come on (Gotta get on down) cool like the gang We hang JT Playaz' ready to swing this is The bounce announce

Dark Young Days JT Woodruff

I REMEMBER EVERYTHING I REMEMBER DARK YOUNG DAYS I MOVED FROM PLACE TO PLACE TIL I FOUND YOU I LOST IT ALL WHEN I LOST MY MIND I'VE LIVED A THOUSAND LONELY NIGHTS IN THIS MIDWESTERN PARADISE WHERE I FOUND

Fly Nigga Hill Figga (Explicit) M.O.P.

: Lil Fame' We brought a very raw chapter, from the history of slinging crack!

Foul Cats Kool G Rap

Intro/Outro: repeat 2X Foul cats scheamin up the setup Tryin to leave me and my cream wet up Two in the head, leaded up Call the coroners to make they bed up Infrared shit from neck up Before

can we all ball c bo

[Featuring Killa Tay JT Tha Bigga Figga] We dump slugs and fuck thugs for their drugs When push come to shove ain't no motherfuckin love Bow down we just hit the town But we brung shit like Hitler

Kite 2 Da Boys JT Money

streets gotta let my nuts hang Got a nigga cased over so much game And everybody goin through the same ole thang x2 [JT Money] What up dogg hope you chillin cuz I aint I wish I could be out with

Playa Ass Shit JT Money

forget they use ALL niggas x2 Check it, this be some playa ass shit, soft ass niggas need to check you bitch They choose raw niggas They use flaw niggas We can't forget they use ALL niggas [JT

Cowards in Compton JT Money

Verse 1: JT Money I know niggas ain't tryin' to diss comin' with that wack shit Keep tryin' to front, get your motherfuckin' back split And yo' ass kicked! Your shit is drastic!

Blonde Haired, Blue Eyed Girl JT Woodruff

WHERE'D YOU GET THOSE BLUE EYES WAS IT THE OCEAN OR THE SKY BECAUSE THEY'RE NOT MINE WHAT COLOR IS HAZEL ANY WAY WHAT COLOR IS HAZEL ANY WAY WHERE'D YOU GET THAT BLONDE HAIR DID YOU DYE IT IN PLEASANT

Fat Cats, Bigga Fish The Coup

directions i 'm wishing that i had an automobile as i feel the cold wind rush past but let me state that i am a hustler for real so you know i got the stolen bus pass just as the bus pulls up and

Rap Ass Nigga JT Money

they'll kill a nigga quick bout' some dumb shit Get your mind right, I can tell you'se a young kid Still a nigga see right through your game I know it ain't no substance to your game Trying to outdo the

Pussy Ass Kid and Hoe Ass Play JT Money

I gotta bring Kid N' Play on this motherfuckin' album here, two pussy punk-ass niggas - yo, check this out, what I'ma do is I'ma go get last year's rookie of the year, JT Money of Poison Clan, this

The Hundreds JT Woodruff

A HUNDRED TINY PIECES A HUNDRED MOVING PARTS I'VE FORGOTTEN ALL THE PLACES I'VE LOST THEM TO THE DARK SOMETIMES, I JUST DON'T FEEL RIGHT A HUNDRED LITTLE PICTURES A HUNDRED MEMORIES I'VE FORGOTTEN ALL

What You Got Justin Timberlake

JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr.

(Oh No) What You Got Justin Timberlake

JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr.

What You Got, (Oh No) Justin Timberlake

JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr.

Raindrops JT Woodruff

ST MARYS, ON THE OHIO THE POWER PLANTS THEY GLOW THEY GLOW AND THEY GUIDE ME HOME TO EUREKA, SUCH A WINDING ROAD THE BACKWATER FLOWS BUT IT'S FULL OF CHEMICALS AND EVERY TIME I RETURN IT'S LIKE I'M 9 YEARS

Red Eyes JT Woodruff

I SAW SOME RED EYES AT THE DOMES, AT THE DOMES I SAW SOME RED EYES AT THE DOMES A MAN WITH WINGS DONE FOLLOWED ME HOME I SAW SOME RED EYES AT THE DOMES I LOST MY FAMILY ON THE SILVER BRIDGE I LOST MY FAMILY

Locked In A Swell JT Woodruff

THE WAVES THEY CRASH, LIKE BROKEN GLASS THEY DANCE ON THE WHITE WATER UNTIL THEY MEET THE SAND THE SAILORS SAIL, AS THE TALERS TALE ABOUT ALL THE TRAGIC NIGHTS UNTIL WE HOLD HANDS AGAIN AND ALL THIS TIME

Live Foul Mobb Deep

baby Yeah, yeah, yeah Its real, its real Its real, its real Yeah let them niggas know Yeah Say QB [Hook] [Havoc] Everywhere that I go now I keep that thing right with me It is because I live foul