[Incomprehensible] you never, sing
(Say, yeah) Come on (Oh, yeah) on y'all (Oh, yeah) Come on (Oh, yeah) on y'all
Here I am, I am (Where you at?) I be the ruff cat a back and the knapsack Taking all the shorties out with my wicked Wu Tang on the go, never slow, time to
Up, so up? You better duck or get buck Live, cool, shortie who give a flying fuck So what's up Sonie? Now let me through the The little rascal with a fade and rugged braise
So a terror, a.k.a, a Rugged Child Niggaz on my tip so hard, I need a But I get silky, go for you milk gee Brothers sun on wack on wax Milli Vanilli
Uh, you know I've got the style with the When I stick you up you need more then savers If I rob a bank, can't forget to be And if he runs his lip, ass will be his
(Say, yeah) on y'all (Oh, yeah) Come on (Oh, yeah) Come on (Oh, yeah) on y'all
I'm no jam, I slam, I am the man, hot damn I more beats than Tarzan I'm a rascal, bad little try to gas it but sure I'm not havin' it
Chump try to play me but they company What's up grip, what's your problem, why you bumpin' me? What you want beef? Yo, she [Incomprehensible] the tech-nine Get the bag full of shells I'ma get, mom's boy
I'm a and you're just a little [Incomprehensible] 'Cause I row with rascals and G P Kidnapped your girl, don't worry, I wont her But then you try to save her that old black super sworda'
You got sprayed, your got the penny-ray Then she got in an old owl sex compays So who are you to try to play lice smooth? You cool why we set it of in no', now what you gonna do?
(It's a Wu thang) You understand (It's a thang) My man
(It's a Wu thang) You understand (It's a thang) My man, it
I'm slick, why you swat my deals, nigga Well, here's a little when I flip the bit (Ahh, shit) I hip with the hop why I rock nonstop, you say five is lot But I a drip drop
E Solo, I'd be the spell bound, let a man down Here I am, here I am, I am L double E, you can't F U C K Emmy So get it through your head gee (Right now it is in the house)
Plus my styles, she's is back and fourth from New Back the stuff Let it rain in the as I start the spark They're the fly rhymes and have you blowin' in the dark (Yo, ass)
(Say, yeah) on y'all (Say, yeah) Come on (Say, yeah) Come on (Say, yeah) Come on