Yo, I'm from Killa Cali, I wrote this in an alley The tall can MC stepping out the valley I'm hella fresh comin' straight through your I blow a hole in you soul, I'm constantly on a
'Cuz in order to survive, you gots to drive Like a rental but I'ma call you Ben you gentle My crew's up like a Pinto Hip gettin' rotten but we stay fresh like a Mento
So put it in mouth We show you what this rap shit is really all about We gonna turn this bitch out Goldie This cut will still bump it's an oldie
And if we still sold platinum or gold That'll be the bigges lie you ever me, hold me back Black, I snack on the wack and wash it with a fifth of Yak It's that and that's the way it is
You can ask his to out my biz Girl, I'm off the hook, plug me into adapter I'm wack rhymes to the rafters
Turn up your skill factor, you bitin' like a Raptor You thought we was through but is still the first chapter I go, can I get an, "Ooh, ooh!" It's J-Ro, baby, from the Crew
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Now me run a muck and gun 'em up with the shit Rebel rhymin' Tha Liks, Alkaholistics all true with no tricks The infrared pointed at they And man they don't speak, they keep the petite
They is weak, I'm concrete like the beat Bust that ass, nigga jeep class Me last in the game, no Sit and drink a fifth with my nigga James
Check alcoholic pulse while its throbbing The Squad, the entourage Get exquisite, get addicted, get
Fellas test King Tipsy but its risky He probably slap a nigga in his like a bitch. G So kick rocks and step back by the Them sober niggaz act funny
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