Just understand the whole shit son, y'know It's too much over here, there's doodoo over there Knowhati'msayin? get the real, from here And the real there And make it mo' better like everywhere dynamic duo times two bro
Fucking global, fucking in this rap shit
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Yo, whattup, yo.. you how me and ruck go Worldwide boot with smoke by the truckload Or the west coast, where show me tons of love Doc and tray crackin jokes bout guns n drugs Buggin on this rap shit from coast to coast Why not the real from both lick and go for broke? No ass joke, like buck or rakim, arms like down syms Snatch up hoe, fuck her or pass it, it don't mean na-thing
What's the deal i hope shit is peace and love But if it ain't fuck it I'm to release these slugs Peep these thugs, sean price, mc most When pumped up, I'm forced to jump up punk and smack the Act like it can't happen would I ever let you slide Two fly niggaz victims of whorides You try to avoid my clutches when you die News fly fast as fuck on how ruckus done guys Cornball niggaz screamin, "ruck you on some shit" Mad I make music no longer for the love of it What is this? y'all niggaz is soft some velvet You get dealt with, a single to your pelvis
Now throw your hands in the air if you this here Shit'll bump everywhere because it's real year From the city of beach to my home brownsville real recognize real everytime for real
Who mashes the craziest niggaz in town? Kill em willingly who got the right to make a My style break corners avenues and drives It's time to mash in, it's a ride Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I the steel Steadily givin these niggaz don't pass these zones I live the unusual life, so pay attention As I come through, for you and your It's a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use I bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean useless To step to this, we in effect we Contain the murderous and ain't afraid to diss
We can't quit we stop we got to do this shit (do this shit) Cause heltah skeltah and this pound bout to run this shit (run shit) If you don't know you gotta know you trust a bitch (never trust a bitch) Game trump tight, we try to run this (run this shit)
Life without money, that's breathing with no air Prepare, no love in warfare Engage, I meet the front page, like cage And get served, front and center I'm breakin through, up your teflon barriers And get penetrated, telekinetic Hostile, apostle in 3-d Hittin galaxy, throwin up d.p.
We in the house, even we outdoors We in the house with in your bitch mouth From here to down south to the westside, my vocals drive You crazy, the shit I spit'll a nigga praise me So say oh, you love the shit frequently Oh for dogg and b-c-c Me, j and the d-a-z dillinger and ruckus And what? we equal fo' bad motherfuckers You want we got some, worse than that we got guns hot ones, to legal shotguns, hold up I'm not done Oowops son, and mad 9's, the red dot kind To make a hit the bricks like stopsigns, you feel me?
At the same time, you can catch me on yeah smokin trees Hopin these, don't battle the ruckus vocally Potentcy, that's what I'm while all you jokers be On some bullshit, niggaz you movin at a speed You know it's the, show after-party hotel like Make me blow the back out these bitches bangin they I know you be, on my dick pah but yo I Smack the shit out of any nigga I that's clonin me
Now who, wants to be a real mc Like skeltah and the d-p-g Swervin all your fuckin town And layin motherfuckers down, hah!
Man, these niggaz servin me? I not That's facin a in a fuckin tanktop I tricks to new jerz to cape cod You could be up against tremendous odds And face a poltergeist, I it to you nice And have the whole surrounded like the vice Who could it be comin through in all Dogg pound gangstaz, one, number two Never the principle, the top principal Up against the top invincible, assassin I lay the on the table, take a pick The wrong choice'll get your whole cavity split That's when all the bullshit ceases, whole frame And format crumble right before his into pieces Fake ass assassin no heart and no mind No money, no hoes, no flows, and no Waitin for poetical satan, slaughters Runnin through camps like walter I'm all about money makin, and not mistakes You're only worth what you create in the of snakes
Yeah, and how we do it Heltah and tha dogg pound Runnin motherfucker Yeah!