Ah, I don't wanna shit Get off ya ass It's right now, right now, right And we it to you live, come on Golden state, what, come on, bitch New shit! Ha, come on, yeah Ras blaze that shit up Xzibit, break it down, slam it, jelly
Show me a bitch and I'm a slay her like Michelle Gell-ie Rap star, trash blow up my sprint celly Dare me, I tongue Berry's belly Show her a monster's ball, fuck it you me Platinum, heavy 22 perrelli's Jelly, it gets so ugly, it gets Haters act like under-age hoes, so really Can't fuck wit y'all, paging R. (Ooh)
Oh, if the shoe fits buy a shirt Ya take ya face and attach dirt Catch me and my niggas wit constrict 9 triggas disfigure ya figure Our figgas got bigger, the same Menace to society and done made me Kane Can't extort us faggot, you we bust In God we trust but we at dusk, biatch!
Don't you think this is for fun (No) Think before you reach for gun (Think) Look at all the shit that you (Yeah) You bring heat but we it harder (Sing)
La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Yes) La la la la la la la la (Come on)
Yella, yizzel, shizza-lean Fuck what y'all about, this shit clean why we filthy rich behind the scenes Game spitters with helmets and shoulder pads on the Bullshit so far this game sent We here to burn it down open bar Taking the work clipping the on raw Lactose but I still sell
Game enough to mash on the like Sprewell Don't salt there flows ain't got that sea smell Overstand under surveillance, Ben Can't come to the town we been laden Been beat beefs and went passage Back to the blockmates and it's safe to cakes King sizzel makin' bank, the spizzle We don't make it drizzle we in the G-state
Don't you think shit is for fun (No) before you reach for that gun (Think) Look at all the shit that you (Come one) You bring but we bring it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Yeah) La la la la la la la la (Sing it) La la la la la la la la (Yeah)
Feel the adrenaline, the rush The effects of the compound the dump Doc dre don't fuck with We all thump maximus, stop fucking with us Take a ride inside the home of hip-hop Speak what you believe and hope you get shot for it Ghetto poets, it if you got one A hot one, with ass and rap a shotgun
I can write to the sound of the Smith and Wesson, I use as a weapon Gun sling my dreams I rain And fiend for the next challenge, you off balance Look, I been through the worst, the hearst (Survived) Starving to death and dying of (Alive) Here in the flesh, with the profoc The answer, the solution, the remedy, the
Don't you this shit is for fun (No) Think you reach for that gun (Think) Look at all the shit you started (Yeah) You bring heat but we bring it (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Yes) La la la la la la la la (Sing) La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Come on)
Don't you think this is for fun (No) Think before you reach for Gun (Think) at all the shit that you started (Yeah) You bring heat but we it harder (Now sing)
La la la la la la la la (Ha) La la la la la la la la (Now sing) La la la la la la la la (Ah ha) La la la la la la la la
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, Bounce, bounce, State