Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes to wreck up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck (Malika) Yeap, the is on point Causin' friction when I up the jaw to hit the joint That can actually give a mob like Gotti Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties Niggie why you beam us, I don't step up with no bullshit
See that there, it's clip for this on the hip the correct way to get your pimp on Let me hit the bong, oh, and my quite strong Wreck it and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to stop her If I'm for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to drop her Ninety-five's on poppin', I keep stompin' Throw up my fists like this when I'm mobbin'
I killed the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five I'm deep Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Khan, I tell you something good I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood You need it, I'll it, baby, check the size Have you goin' down Mary J. Blige When it's like this you can't be a coward Shorty freaks fuckin' beats Adina Howard
My is hard with players and hustlers No toleration, for and busters with me with all honesty You get bombed rap songs comin' Bumpin' G-15's, scene Killin' the competition making a fuckin' green So ring, the rosie and mosey to the Rosie And I you to know G
We bust and cuss and kick up Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us? So what's the time? It's to get real Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz I got
We bust and cuss and kick up none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us? So what's the time? It's time to get Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz how I bail
Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit five I'm the loc'est of them all the rat is kinda skinny How linny and squidgy think they can see me? I'm from Compton where even in the niggaz wear beanies Bustin' lyrics sharper than blades, catch it from head to toe If shocked, then amazed When you see me at my stage For my stage show 'em up
40 Thevz busy, rockin' coast to coast Dogs the most rap, the hoes then 'em up Givin' it up for hip-hop victims how should I 'em and then pop 'em For poppin' to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin' 'Cuz I been and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin' Or get to duckin' 'cuz I given 'em nuthin' Fools can't get none, so 'em
Let me rock the mic Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, fight all night I got jabs like a welterweight The purse-snatcher pistol-packin' Quick to get it Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a of mad men Pull a out my sleeve like Aladdin Some fool to play me for a punk
I had to have him like lunch or dinner, he's just a Fuckin' with a winner, one contender top dog Head nigga in charge runnin' a group of hogs 40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and Best to put your daughter, ass rappers get tossed up Trying to come in with that garbage My see the dopest and the hardest So clear the or get your punk ass bogarted
We bust and and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck us? So the time? It's time to get real Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz I got
We bust and cuss and kick up none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?
I peep game and get Buyin' all the hard liquor, toothpick and Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way Like a reversible Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin' For niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin I be earnin' stripes in tight bunches All the homies carry nines, I rhymes in sucker punches What? Tootsie, my knees don't
Just like actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often over your coffin with an eleven shot loss And John wrecked that Austin soften You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Stalkin' lofts men to New and in between So take caution, the flossin' for dental hygeine Mental plus my gene equals nasty young The raps be mastered takin' vinyl's virginity
Coincidentally I run shit like Payton player hatin' 'cuz I spoke like a Dayton I kick the bass Ron Carter at the Carter When C and B came niggaz up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin' Figure, your stigma is of enigma So bitch-ass niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma
We don't give a fuck, fools better 39 in the back of Wino's truck Like robbin' in the paint, fool think I Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' I rev like a motor on like a boat to kick a style Like Tical from here to North The ambassador of funk amps in the trunk And when it's time to rock a mic I won't be no
I death to the evil and power to the people My ain't Steve Miller but I fly like an eagle Don't play me for a chump, I get around Gump And I got more con in my verse than And you don't want no problems here 'Cuz I can up a posse like Paul Revere Your whole get took out, turned out, shook out up like a cookout, so fools better look out
Fresh out the box Sportin' a stockin' cap, cut off And high-top striped socks The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic at it causin' static With lyrics still as tight as a jacket The last in line but one of the first to get cha Bringin' more terror to than a Michigan militia Click, click boom, fuck your crew
It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your monitor Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your dreams You best to up and apologize penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn like Parker But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a of Blu Blockers The night stalker stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis Chuck Taylors, my pistol grip Dub-C, nigga from Westside mad circle
Ay man, ay ay, what's up Uh, like loc, it's like late, let's get the up out of here Are we out? Yeah, yeah, it it, mad circle bitch