(x16) No Aha, see you want baby? it out! one-two for my peeps like this, check it out
Verse 1:
To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't (yeah) Cos mad nigga's throats slit By the wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister You bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah) It's the...now I'm the with the flow (what? ) ? ? ? ? Til I knock out your regulars and gold teeth (nigga) Be doin my thing on a (ha ha) Some say I got too much posse flavor flav Books in reverse, the nigga out the clique (what? ) Ci-lo satan when I hit you with the 6 Your shit be stressin it's lessin, I'm flexin the adjectives Shittin on mc's like I just a laxative Now niggas know I gives a about'cha crew You try to up but got stuck like the two Between nevers and atlantis, I kicks a And goddamn it, me and my man rock the planet this, boy!
(x8)
Verse 2:
Well uhh, one-two, comin thru Nigga krazy representin das efx Stompin wit my crew comin thru projects Bring ya from the east so fuck the peace so if you us You do us a fave bip, you your piece and shot em (baa!!) makin dollars overseas (uhh), nigga please (uhh) Squeeze these cos we're gettin by the g's wit ease (word up) We're blowin up your fuckin (no doubt) Cos when you're hot, hot and when you're not, you're not Now everybody be the but jesus christ this It's a crisis, I kill em with my devices My is you better learn a trade Before you a rhyme and end up fuckin gettin sprayed I keep you open like fuckin sessin me You're just a of me, you'll never get the best of me Cos justa me, the Use to rock fila, bettin I'm eli With houston your style in of boostin Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you you're losin I put my dues in so you know only right I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas tight (hold tight nigga)
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Verse 3: dray,
To the, aah, boom bang, my is mad thick My rappin antics'll em runnin fran-tic The shit the man make ya fuckin ass sick I bring you from the pit and never quit cos it's the Poppin all this shit cos his rhymers don't me It pays me to rock it so why not I it I make it by the bucket so it, I stock it It's just for safe keepin so when I'm I sleep safe I'm comin with my in ya face (motherfucker) Back in the place I'm gettin in ya sector I be the drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck flow to final, motherfuck the title My nigga dj dice is on the (motherfucker) my recital, kid I flipped it til the end I bring it from the sewer , my nigga come again
The books in reverse a verse I'm takin it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I To stomp an mc like grapes and then em with the boot I bring swing to the ring luke doover land like a cruiser, pop duke he rip a cougar For pages, I it raw til my jaw caves in Amazin and plus off-beat caucasians Me get done? never son, I it down for 7-1-a niggas fuck around and where niggas lay Ain't nuttin slim, I got game tim hardaway Fouls like the so I'm labbin in rca Aw shit, I got you buggin, flippin that that you lovin Plus I got another back in the Some heard the style and construction on it But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas got nuttin for it C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll ya spot I rock like that bald-headed on fox (so how we do? ) no shorts from niggas or they girl and (what you ) More styles than the got served (no doubt) So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, tight Cos e'rything be aight! (no doubt)
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