It's that ridiculous flow, I never let go Niggaz knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme Triangular, the hillside strangler
Dangle a, by the ankle off the balcony Now let his ass go, look out below It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go We officially not fuckin'
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a in a pine box my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot So box all day in a nigga face And all you bitches see the that you shoulda hate
Call it what you call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it Ain't gotta put no on it
Call it what you call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it gotta put no extras on it
Yo, I'm in the zone and gone Got the blown, boom, Oklahoma Watch the aroma, catch those who me My underground dirty on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and it Kidnap T.Lewis and Jam on it Yo, I bang a nigga till his neck pop Do a to a "black cop"
X and E's, out for Get the money, while you stay than Al Bundy Uhh, it to y'all, in any given Sunday With J. Foxx the spot, make it hot
(I hate E so right now) Blow it hooker bounce off the ropes like J.Snooka Two fly motherfuckers you can't widdit by open bar, so y'all forget it
Call it you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you really it Ain't put no extras on it
it what you wanna call it I'm a fuckin' Bring it if you really it gotta put no extras on it
J McEnroe, cam smashin', crashin' I eat MCs like a I'm sockin' niggaz in they I leave you stiffer that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, ten G's we need a bag of weed (can you it?) Now we need ten dimes to on deez like wind chimes to close the blinds 'cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session and did not it Drink so much captain Mo' all I need is a You took the challenge and lost your balance You underground, we under water, drinkin' liquid by the
Slurred words, vision, brain bustin', head rushin' I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches And still rush the roughest MC who get it Forget it, it's Likwit, Tha and Xzibit
on the blast the final piece to the puzzle I bitches on the ass I slap tits up out the muzzle I with the microphone, bang rhymes consistent You wack and I'm catash and the motherfuckin' difference
For instance, "21 and over" set your back standin' where the rocks at Two thousand one, we still young guns that's (Thirty niggaz, hoes) And that's the motherfuckin' list
it what you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't put no extras on it
Call it what you call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it gotta put no extras on it