Yo, Gimmewhutchagot Come and drip into the of the X-files Gimmewhutchagot nigga, gimmewhutchagot Gimmewhutchagot nigga, gimmewhutchagot
Get your position correct, get your correct The tactful technician effect (Bitch) I got a key, you wanna to try to stick me for it? Put the loot up, the up and hit me for it? Niggaz hang for, do the thang for it Penetrate like, uh, the gas, blast and then bang for it
supposed to be some type of raw doggs, nigga Fuck around and get shit spit like laws, nigga Fantasies never So when you get the to format and reshape Relax or we all
We make we shake all We shake tame or aim or all A bitch to play me like nothing's really real Like I ain't real and I ain't really got skills (Bitch!) I make you hot ten tons of lava rocks The Juggernaut crackin' like cinder blocks, nigga
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 I crack your jaw ain't about nothin' but life and law Niggaz me What you me for?
Now how you gonna let my deceive you? My raps is lethal I kicks shit would amaze you, they daze you Y'all think my rhymes is voodoo, for the first comin' through Ain't been a minute yet, already cats wanna Plottin' to pop you, you don't know me The one shoot, you all mad 'cuz I'm spendin' loot
That you all broke ass niggas been tryin' to See I done my dues, don't be fooled by the pretty boy image 'Cuz you'll get up in less than a minute It's Barshawn and Kurupt, y'all gonna it 'Cuz when I bless a track, I spit in it So how you wanna do it, or gun-clappin'
Either or, it happen Kurupt, the glock to his mouth for they gappin' I bet next time you stay in a child's This is Rome folks talkin', you don't If you can't the weight, then don't debate Pushin' crates, headed upstate with plates (Check it out)
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We it hot nigga raw, my nigga Barshawn with the auto metal cock and draw I ain't got to see what you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I your jaw This ain't about nothin' but and law killin' me What you me for?
You all fiend, daydream for cream seen gleam for the drop-top I be in You end my life, my niggaz ain't seein' If so you did that the fuck you expect the rest at?
We got that too through a quarter to two they duct tapin' you and your boo All at the revenue stand, we was once a Mad tight, but that's life, I learned the Same cats that you roll with will split game
See, I'm in it for the Nigga, the fame (Nigga, fuck the fame, the fame)
I play the nickel plated position, get Popes just pause, I with my doggs And collar impact and enthrone Gone, zone the dome and then I raw before I saw raw before milli's, Mack 11's and four-four's
Me and my Shawn What you got on your shoulders? The Freons colder Me and my Deion's hittin' corners I got a beam on you chest Fuck around and get fuckin' chest right
I spreads bad news get played like the blues Blowin' dicks whistles like missles, pop like pistols And confuse, misuse, Abuse, buy the
'Cuz I refuse to like EP I prefer to get live with the DP You raw nigga, you more like subtle Fuck you and your rebuttal, you in a puddle a storm, form reform your label form Keep calm or keep drippin' in the twist of the
nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga We make it hot nigga raw, my Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal and draw I ain't got time to see you saw
Beat back mothafucka before I your jaw This ain't about but life and law Niggaz me What you me for?
Kurupt, Gotti Coast, East Coast, nigga Raw
Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot, We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn Kurupt with the auto metal cock and I ain't got to see what you saw
back mothafucka before I crack your jaw This ain't nothin' but life and law Niggaz me What you ice-grillin' me
Gimmewhutchagot nigga, gimmewhutchagot