Yo, Gimmewhutchagot Come and into the realm of the X-files nigga, gimmewhutchagot nigga Gimmewhutchagot nigga, gimmewhutchagot
Get your position correct, get ammunition correct The tech technician effect (Bitch) I got a quarter key, you to try to stick me for it? Put the loot up, the up and hit me for it? Niggaz hang for, do the same for it like, uh, poor the gas, blast and then bang for it
Y'all supposed to be some of raw doggs, nigga Fuck around and get your shit like laws, nigga Fantasies never So when you get the formula to and reshape Relax or we all
We make sure we all We shake or aim or flame all A bitch tried to play me nothing's really real I ain't really real and I ain't really got skills (Bitch!) I make you hot like ten tons of lava The crackin' niggas like cinder blocks, nigga
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot nigga raw, my Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal cock and I got time to see what you saw
Beat mothafucka before I crack your jaw This ain't about but life and law killin' me What you me for?
Now how you let my looks deceive you? My raps is lethal I kicks shit that would amaze you, daze you Y'all think my rhymes is voodoo, for the first time through Ain't been a minute yet, already cats wanna to pop you, you don't know me duke The one that shoot, you all mad 'cuz I'm loot
That you all broke ass been tryin' to scoop See I done paid my dues, don't be fooled by the pretty boy you'll get blasted up in less than a minute It's Barshawn and Kurupt, y'all feel it 'Cuz when I bless a track, I venom in it So how you do it, rappin' or gun-clappin'
or, it could happen Kurupt, move the glock to his mouth for they I bet time you stay in a child's place This is Rome talkin', you don't relate If you can't hold the weight, don't debate Pushin' crates, headed upstate with plates (Check it out)
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn with the auto metal cock and draw I ain't got time to see you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I crack jaw ain't about nothin' but life and law Niggaz me you ice-grillin' me for?
You all fiend, daydream for cream I've gleam for the drop-top I be in You end my life, my niggaz ain't seein' If so happen you did Where the fuck you the rest at?
We got that too through a quarter to two they duct tapin' you and your boo All at the stand, we was once a crew Mad tight, but that's life, I the game Same cats that you roll with will your game
See, I'm in it for the Nigga, the fame (Nigga, fuck the fame, the fame)
I play the plated position, get penetrated just pause, I rise with my doggs And clothes impact and enthrone Gone, zone the and then blown I heard raw before I saw raw Mack milli's, Mack and four-four's
Me and my nigga What you got weight on your The Freons colder Me and my nigga Deion's corners I got a beam on you high around and get your fuckin' chest right
I spreads bad news Bitches get played like the Blowin' like whistles Launch like missles, pop like And confuse, misuse, Abuse, buy the
I refuse to chill like EP I to get high live with the DP You ain't raw nigga, you more like Fuck you and rebuttal, you laid in a puddle It's a storm, form reform your form Keep calm or keep drippin' in the of the swarm
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto cock and draw I got time to see what you saw
Beat back mothafucka I crack your jaw ain't about nothin' but life and law Niggaz me What you ice-grillin' me
Kurupt, Gotti West Coast, East Coast, Raw
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We it hot nigga raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal cock and I ain't got to see what you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I crack jaw This about nothin' but life and law Niggaz me What you ice-grillin' me
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