What, yeah, Black McClane Harold the Menace and the With my nigga Bud'da, on the Golden Warriors Eatin' every rapper on the Huh, me
I got three-oh-fo's in On section eight, multiple one-eighty-sevens Sport a Marilyn t-shirt when I die and go to Heaven Smoke a beady, my lungs, smoke the resin
the name Ras Kass-ciano Get to clownin' y'all bitches 'cause I'm a Mac, like Ronald I make Mac make money and murder wack rappers My Makaveli verse First, the Mac-11'll gat cha
When I get at cha, the situation Fatality before you ever your senses Got writers, crashing into brick fences Like my name was Al Fayed so you die, like white princess
If you lookin' for sympathy, you look between R and T In the fucking see the object of the game is to win Stack some ends, sippin' Whip a Benz and leave it to next of kin
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Pick a card any card, I bet you pull it State, number one with a bullet It's three molly Will they stop? not Pull your spine through mouth And watch body drop
The medic, on the cut, with a degree in metaphysics A doctor, a lot of patience and perseverance Flows an ocean liner that sails like a clearance I'm fly like a flamingo, I'm a pitcha
Everything I freak I eat like Al You like me baby You ain't happy, you need some Now you in my properties but you have to pay my
For the lowest point in my I'll reach the highest place in the when I rock Like the Quaran, fuse hot, fluid with flavor billion cube Been this way since I was
And like I been runnin' shit without the use of Sports creme Rippin' up tracks like Chinese, peep the game I lay I'm grim, I brim my brow when I rip Never rhymes with slim fingertips
Each syllable you to use Is light as a Keep tryin' to go But all you're gettin' is a golden
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Pick a card any card, I bet you can't it Golden State, number one with a It's three card Will they stop? not Pull your spine through your And watch your drop
Look, now if it for the West These rap niggaz wouldn't need a vest around chest Keep about where you rest And what you own and you drive So the day some niggaz for you I'm really not surprised
Mr. Black Bruce Willis, please don't us I show mercy like Kevorkian, like a We sting you from and put it in you, so meet me at the venue Put you on the spot to put you on the
Fricasseed emcee, we be the that keep the pussy hot Xzibit livin' life, like a inside a china shop Strippin' everything, see you ain't got a dime to drop Go ahead and the cops, you ain't said nathin'
Jerry Spring-you out the studio, then Suge you To the parkin' lot, niggaz ain't for all this heat we got Picture crushin' Xzibit with your tough talk That's like Christopher Reeves the crip walk
Pick a any card, I bet you can't pull it State, number one with a bullet It's three molly Will they stop? not Pull your spine through mouth And watch your drop
a card any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, one with a bullet It's three molly Will ever stop? not Pull your through your mouth And watch body drop