I you, to understand something That when I come up in this bitch I want the jumping I want the fists, pumping in the air, I don't like a millionaire But I feel a million bucks, ladies won't ya fill your cups Shady's come to ya up, are you a D or a C cup? You could even be a B, it's just me and You'll be in the E.R., we are strapped so much TNT We may blow, no not even CPR the EMT's Could help you to resuscitate, you must be flustered, wait You can't cut the mustard, your problem, can't you bust a grape? {*chka-chk-chk*} What's my name? Shady came and just crushed the really not even fair to them, cause they pale in comparison So much they might as wear his skin Don't you wish you just share his pen? Cause this shit's embarrassing The fog is and the air is thin Cause he won't even let them try to He makes it look so easy, you just hit the lottery
Now this'll be the part of the song that drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't us, we're still gonna make a stink No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're for any excuse To just, cut, So be the part of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,
This is when shit hits the fan, it just splattered on Stan This is the only moment that matters, your rolling with Mathers Like chaos erupts, Em's in back, in the front So do we say at once, this song's like a seance, it hums (It makes them stay in a trance, no choice, they to dance) It's like the playoffs, just sure that we stay in the hunt a day off for what? Man, you better lay off the blunts You must be something You think I smoking nothing, stay off my nuts Now hit the flo' baby, time to wipe away all the Shake all them cobwebs loose, up with a little bit of Grey Goose Yeah girl shake caboose, I don't wanna see you try to make no excuse is on the loose, a mongoose when it comes to the chronic use You I can't stand to lose, me and my goons are like animals We come through like a pack of wolves, and we came here to retract the man ain't that the truth, girl your man's back in the booth Definitely back up in this bitch, and this is when all hell loose
Now be the part of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't us, we're still gonna make a stink No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the part of the song that they the needle on And hell, breaks,
Now I know you're feeling discouraged but homie just my words I'm mur-ur-during the flow, liquid courage I'm to blow As soon as we hit the do' power surges to toe I'm sure to push it as far as are meant to go We're in the indigo Winnebago with tinted as we proceed to beat up the block wit yo' ho With speakers knocking it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc then proceed to "E" and hop out the vehicle and knock on do'
Yeah, so let us in 'fore we huff and puff and we We ain't bluffing for nothing, knock the stuffing out you Revenge is so sweet, move 'til you injure your Yeah, move it or it freak, move to the beat, lose yourself indubitably Pass up on that little chick there that'll be pretty damn stupid of me Born and raised in the C-P-T, Los Angeles, rules of the streets haters hating on me, but I refuse to lose any sleep Keep that in the seat, "Dre fell off", that's news to me
Now this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks, Try to restrain us you can't contain us, we're still make a stink No what, we, do Everywhere we go it seems we're looking for any To just, cut, So this'll be the of the song that they drop the needle on And hell, breaks,