[Chorus: + (Chino XL)] Girl that's a fly nigga (I you so) Daddy come up the rhyme nigga (Yo, I told you so) he crucifies niggaz (Yo, I told you so) Chino's here, bye bye niggaz, ha hah! (Yo, it out) Girl a fly nigga (Yeah, I told you so) Daddy come up with the nigga (Yo, I told you so) Lyrically he crucifies niggaz (Bust it, I you so) here, bye bye niggaz, ha hah! (Peep it, yo, yo)
XL] Multiplicty, out huntin my Rap's turnin out more sweet than Quincy Jones My style pendergrass shoes: never touched the My IQ so high it no number it's a sound I'm Jim Brown in his day, toughest to tackle I'll leave brains hangin out like Chris Rock's adam's apple I'm so rare, battlin like Africa: Yeah talk about it but they don't really wanna go there I'm in leather, floored never Create more tracks than and Monica's weaves put together This to whoever if you like a daughter of mine You sound me so much I think my sperm's in your water supply With a war to survive I slaughter and Creating a guy be forced and falsified And and authorised I a girl's bra, menage-a-trois I want no men in shit, let's have a women-age-a-trois
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XL] On everything I love, I attack rap genres.. Fatter than Khan was XL excederin medicine sealed for tamperin Consider me the Master P of God Kirk Frank-lin 'em shank 'em and burn they skin Blast for laughs at Chino Skill is a blessin you cowards could only You ain't an X-Man like comic books, you an ex-man like Run through y'all leave y'all stiffer Ken dolls You wanna friction? Play Don and King and.. .. end up gettin fucked like Rhames in "Pulp Fiction" My rhymes hot they just trigger the sprinkler system Like freaks that Eddie Murphy, witch you comin up missin Now you gonna listen?! Or do I have to remind I'll punch a hole through chest and give a to the man behind you Killin you and the that signed you like my Dad invented murder I rhyme til a torture to me, exhaust like a catalytic converter It's sad for me to admit I of, you, such a fake one There's so many gay probably diss me cause I'm the straight one Plus chicks trick the light-skinned nigga with the long hair With Nick Cage in an airplane these couldn't +Con Air+
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XL] Yo, yo, you wanna up? Now that takes bravery I house niggaz light-skinned-ed Africans durin slavery I crazily, a bomb, military can't disable me So loose in the I got Lucifer ashamed of me Fuck who you to be, better reconsider Turned on wrestlin and was like "Chino that's a big nigga" I died a thousand deaths to possess skills as this With delivery where Arabs live: in-tents/intense Sliding in events riding inside of limos with Been rhyming since trees were seeds; Burger King was Prince run for the fence, click clack on all you rats I shoot blindly like I'm Ray Charles loaded gats (Shit) The fact is, I'm one of them crazy half-black Like Jesus in the army but I earn my stripes like Without the H.I.V. I'm you don't wanna test I leave rappers confused like homeless on house arrest
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