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God bless Oogo from Redeemed Church Of God on Orangethorpe & Knott in Anaheim he jump started my car battery, his father is the Pastor there. Owen Shannen from Costal Community Church on Slater & (..more)

God bless Oogo from Redeemed Church Of God on Orangethorpe & Knott in Anaheim he jump started my car battery, his father is the Pastor there. Owen Shannen from Costal Community Church on Slater & Ward in Huntington Beach. This message was sent using the Picture and Video Messaging service from Verizon Wireless! To learn how you can snap pictures and capture videos with your wireless phone visit www.verizonwireless.com/picture. To play video messages sent to email, QuickTime® 6.5 or higher is required. Visit www.apple.com/quicktime/download to download the free player or upgrade your existing QuickTime® Player. Note: During the download process when asked to choose an installation type (Minimum, Recommended or Custom), select Minimum for faster download. (..less)

I really wanted to express my feelings about my mobile phone, texting, internet calls and bluetooth. I just love to communicate. The lyrics are: Oh baby on the phone to your heart please don't han (..more)

I really wanted to express my feelings about my mobile phone, texting, internet calls and bluetooth. I just love to communicate. The lyrics are: Oh baby on the phone to your heart please don't hang up it would tear me apart I love you baby, I need to know what's next Oh baby please send me a f*cking text Oh baby I have loved you since my youth I send you memories on my bluetooth I love you so much oh why can't you see? I think about you when i'm on my hands free 24/7 on the phone to your heart You can text me just for a start You can get excited when you're on your own Baby just use that vibrating ring tone Last night I felt so alone Then I heard your assigned ring tone You told me you wanted it in your slinky I got excited 'cos its oh so stinky! Oh baby the tears I can't wipe You gotta give me that dirty call on Skype I feel so lonely, where do I look? You even blank me on Facebook Beep beep beep, I can't get no sleep I blog you all night long, right until I weep You have a wet one that's oh so pretty I love even more when it gets all shitty Oh baby you are always on my mind I dream of doing you from behind I could help us out by getting s (..less)

You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my advance (..more)

You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my advance Catch a glance of the legendary brother who carries Your body and buries two more lyrics in styles varied Fool what? You ain't got nothin' to say I been backin' up east side LA, all day Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw 'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the last straw [Chorus (2x): B-Real] You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh, Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us? Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles [Verse 2: Sen-Dog] I don't bark, I just bite, mangle and maim niggas up Check your strap, they mangle us and pick us up Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three seconds To break out before you resemblin' a dead man A hole through your headband My gat's in my right hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk Cypress Hill worldwide, you just a local Don't anger me, or you can hear it in my vocal You don't wan (..less)

uncensored "Yeah, Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from fuckin your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up wi (..more)

uncensored "Yeah, Mista Busta, where the fuck ya at? Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat Your dick on hard, from fuckin your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with Don't even respect your ass That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your ass, nigga Used to be my homey, used to be my ace Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth Nigga bow down to the row Fuckin me, now I'm fuckin you, little hoe Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide Let me ride, just another homicide Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on Stompin on the 'Eazy'est streets that you can walk on So strap on your Compton hat, your locs And watch your back cause you might get smoked, loc And pass the bud, and stay low-key B.G. cause you lost all your homey's love Now call it what you want to You fucked wit me, now it's a must that I fuck wit you [Interlude: Dr. Dre] Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin about We have your motherfuckin record company surrounded Put down the candy and let the little boy go You knowhatI'msayin, punk motherfucker (We want Eazy, we want Eazy) [Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg] Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Doggy Dogg's in the mothe (..less)