[shabaam Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah... As the world turn, cash to earn, burn We ova, it's our turn, where the moss burnin? the path, we get more ass than saddle seats Steal wall like the alamo, standoff cowboy style I draw first, y'all sweet like Bit more than you can chew, handle it, scandalous Dynasty met, no need to pretend, mix liquor, top shelf the marvelous blend Oh you think you the chief now? you know how we get You claim to spit rounds but are you hittin clown? Your aim is all off, I your crew hit ground Jump in your six nigga, time to skirt off now You in the wrong of town trying to lay law down Play hard now? my niggaz gonna it all down You cheap like first down got beef like round We move the like a pound of the sweetest indo in town and x to the z, y'all dead in the sea We make ya face crack, like them runnin cats Niggaz be like yo run it back, bitches be yo that's phat! Put it with my fam from across the map
Chorus: shabaam sahdeeq for rhyme believe me we raw with it Cash gotta get it, bag a girl when we it Our team win it, drop gems for listenin Put your ears to the concrete, feel the on the street
Yo, yo, this is dedicated to the niggaz be hatin me But never can me, because they scared for their own safety me? mr. x to the z It's b.y.o.b. cause all the pussy is (pussy's free) And everything else is me and my niggaz the wealth Cross me I'll you to the devil himself See I'm the motherfuckin man layin japan hack through your laptop Then leave your whole soundscanned (what the !? ) And you panick like the bitch you are I'm the mechanic with a pipe bomb fits your car Ka-boom, now I assume your homies wanna Set em with a thirty-eight, the wrong cat to violate So watch xzibit and shabaam start to Anihilate competition, some niggaz got hard And don't listen, they the ones you find missin get on the right team and play your position See I'm lost, scandalous, Blew your back out because your I'm never makin for the mindless Cause I'm hard to the core, and I'll go soft Just us the hitmen thats knockin you off
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Yeah, yeah, see I'm ready to raise a Try to elevate you motherfuckers to the places the law can't touch us Walk off on your own or the aid of crutches Anyway you want it to happen I'm for action You get up under my soles, call it fatal attraction Beat you niggaz till you get it right, joe jackson Listen, we to give the hardcore what they lookin for At the same time pimp the game like a fucking
[shabaam In this game here, we got swift Dismantle your chalkboard strategy, the replay Here you no shine we dimmin your light Make your pump *echoes* when my squad's in sight Shorty got assets and a man that ask Lost it all fuckin round with the dice, you nice You a sacrifice, pig, you dig? Roast you, get a jokey through the postal
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