You never hear that we Beef? we over a game of pinochle Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see you want trouble Oh, you now? I'm the kind to cut a peace of soap, put it on the the hen rock style, give me the foul Girls then I smile That's when they fall they met my balls Right after I ball No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say O.k. y'all. ask aj I'll turn the bitch gay y'all Like stacy, damn, she was tracy's ass At this other pad To get it on I had to call up desert My cut-throats scar y'all, while you the don fall But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope paul Yo, niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm y'all My crew'll each shoulder I'm that nigga they about on street soldiers Cause my soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers We keep two bones and two in each rover We all and any beef we over-reactin Peace to lorey actins, but I get buck like corey jackson Playin' is called off, cause y'all about to get off Y'all all from smokin nicholi nigga, like volkof what I mean yo? notice the cream grow I fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town like el I'm the hottest nigga you've seen Jumpin outta lex With jimmy jones next to me in the benz truck too
Fuck all y'all I roll wit god, the and ts Out wit the b.s We platinum, they even doubted Niggas is 85%, I'm 400 wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the Frozen down wit bolders all in the crown Talk of the Soakin' you down wit the 'til you drown Ghost you and put your corpse in force that'll open the Save the for the clowns I'm on a tip You keep playin' and I get quick And now I you for a walk in the ghetto Even your metal and get outlined in chalk by the devil I rep the borough mothered this rap shit I used to shit Now I just lay back and mack on some shit I used to to pack a mack in the back of the acura Now I relax and stack platinum plaques in my like that but don't think I won't counter act My is strapped and quick to lay a bitch on his back I'm with the mack, quicker than kung fu With the reflexes of a cat and the of a mongoose
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Now a symphony me on it, it ain't a symphony My crew shit on cats without N-o-r-e, I just the heat I complain about the track, give me any beat I get hed in the wip on any I fuck wit clue, cats is snakes I've been fuckin' with clue since he made 60 minute We copped mad bottles and crushed grapes We from the and they from the hood The difference is we get plaques, go double wood Took the right over at the time they could Them niggas silly though, knowin' lay pretty low But them niggas ishomos like the video I got 2 albums and 2 Now bitches on my cause of chico debarge Thugged 1st lady (let's go half on a lady) Ya motherfuckers live, don't control the streets I 163 thousandon my 1st week That means I got fans than you Bigger than you We buy coke, your grams is blue Ai yo, the is like me, he smoke weed too Don't like to fuck, he just get hed too a broom in your butt, tell you, go head boo Thugged out motherfuckers the rest of the crew Canibus, and punisher too And the beats are done by duro and clue
Who in the hell battle, the ill mathematical? My brain is IBM compatible Techniques are Far from borin' My style is hard like cancer without I run your crew like the flu when I bomb it My styles like aids cause don't want it frontin' like they hard But I'm a street fighter jean claude And split your shit, god Right the middle you like a riddle I got a fetish for titties, I nibble on the Then trespass on your property like your crew and beat that ass properly Welcome to the desert annual extravaganza Clue rolls than the cart-rides on bonanza I feed off weed, energy sources Lyrics with more power the horses they put in porches Can't be or f'ed wit I'm too I chop off heads just to take the The type of canibus side effectless The type of shit that get the man arrested evasive action Flip like reciprocal Turn the heat up on mcs to watch their meat You try get fly, you get electrified and around and get your mouth slapped dry You could battle me and survive But you never see me and walk away without a black eye Word up hop, call the cops And if the cops tryin' to see me, then the cops call swat Scar your whole squad with bullet No holds I'll even the national guard Ready or not like the be steppin' to me But I wipe em' all out booty I'm so unruly, the don't say nothin' to me It matter whether they on or off duty I you brutally when I spit at you My actions are Look at clueminati did to you The lyrical Nigga you There's a big in the desert, I told the men in blue to dig for you ?? clueminati 98'