(x16) No Aha, see what you want 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 gettin By the wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue (yeah) It's the...now I'm the maniac the flow (what? ) ? ? ? ? Til I knock out your regulars and gold teeth (nigga) Be doin my on a day-to-day (ha ha) Some say I got too much posse flavor flav in reverse, the worst nigga out the clique (what? ) Ci-lo satan when I hit you the triple 6 shit be stressin it's lessin, I'm flexin with the adjectives Shittin on mc's like I just took a Now niggas know I gives a fuck crew You try to up but got stuck like the two Between and atlantis, I kicks a frantic And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the this, boy!
(x8)
Verse 2:
Well uhh, one-two, thru next krazy drayzie representin das efx Stompin wit my crew comin thru your Bring ya from the east so the peace so if you spot us You do us a fave bip, you your piece and shot em (baa!!) You're makin dollars overseas (uhh), please (uhh) Squeeze these cos we're gettin by the g's wit ease (word up) We're blowin up fuckin spot (no doubt) Cos when you're hot, you're hot and you're not, you're not Now everybody be the nicest but jesus christ It's a crisis, I em dead with my devices My advice is you better learn a you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin gettin sprayed I you open like you're fuckin sessin me You're just a pest of me, you'll get the best of me Cos justa me, the Use to rock fila, bettin I'm eli With your style in need of boostin Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know losin I put my in so you know it's 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 kick'll make ya fuckin ass I bring you from the pit and never quit cos it's the Poppin all this shit cos his don't amaze me It pays me to it so why not I stop it I make it by the bucket so fuck it, I it It's just for keepin so when I'm sleepin I sleep safe I'm comin with my in ya face (motherfucker) in the place I'm gettin stupid in ya sector I be the krazy drayzie, nigga check the way I Fuckin flow to final, motherfuck the My nigga dj is on the vinyl (motherfucker) my recital, kid I flipped it til the end I bring it from the sewer , my nigga come again
The books in kicks a verse I'm takin it to ya face, I'm on the case I persuit To stomp an mc like grapes and scrape em with the boot I bring swing to the ring luke doover Diggity-got land like a cruiser, pop he rip a cougar For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw in and plus off-beat like caucasians Me get done? never son, I hold it for 7-1-a Where fuck around and where niggas lay Ain't nuttin slim, I got like tim hardaway Fouls like the so I'm labbin in rca Aw shit, I got you buggin, flippin shit that you lovin Plus I got another back in the Some heard the style and then on it But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas got nuttin for it C'mon, broke my or I'll blow ya spot I rock like that nigga on fox (so how we do? ) no shorts niggas or they fuckin girl and (what you ) More styles than the last got (no doubt) So if you wit me and you're than a hippie, hold tight Cos e'rything be aight! (no doubt)
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