Yes sir, just the sound of his is a hit Y'all got me really confused out there I make 'Big Pimpin'' or 'Give It To Me' one of hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st century I make some provokin' shit y'all question whether he fallin' off I'ma really y'all on this one, follow
When them tops come down, tops come down Like when them shots come out, make come around When them blocks come out I can wake up a small off the block then I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged then the come out The tough guy disappear, the bitch come out "That's him", I'm usually what they 'bout Either what chick he with or his chip
'Cause I doin' this since CHiPs was out Watchin' Estrada, baggin' up at the Ramada Table of powder, AC broke 'Bout to take another shower on my hour
Spike Lee's everywhere, on the flight You see me anywhere, day in the life Only thing changed the tail on the flight I can touch down and off the same night
I'm so bossy, get off me Trick get off me, you get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or back, Maybach's, don't even talk to me
This is that shit you like Nigga shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got that shit you love Nigga fuck shit, maricn and drugs, c'mon
I got that ignorant shit you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, I'm only tryin' to give you you want Nigga shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front
They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror Can't even face themselves, don't fear no They're all weirdos, DeNiros in So believe everythin' your earlobe captures, it's mostly backwards
Unless it happens to be as as me And everythin' said in song you to see Then actually, believe of what you see of what you hear, even if it's spat by me
And that said, I will kill niggaz dead Cut niggaz short, you wheels for legs I'm a K I double L E R, see in hell Shoot straight through the E.R.
Whoa, ain't B.R., no This S.C. CEO, the Lyor, no The next leader of the whole free And the first thing do is free Sigel, go
Take off the cuffs, the gate It's that ignorant nigga that you to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. Sig' so Tell a get these nuts, eat dick like food
Now see if I care if verse get aired Even if you mute it, the is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me Keep my collar on, you lil' ticks get off me
I missed the part when it bein 'bout Imus What do my lyrics got to do with this 'Scarface' the movie did more Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the that's happened to me
Are you what I'm spittin' Is worse than celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you kiddin'? Let's stop the 'Til we all sin, let's quit the pulpittin'
'Scarface' the movie did than Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit that's to me Now the bullshittin' 'Til we all without sin, let's the pulpittin', c'mon
is that ignorant shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, I got ignorant shit you love Nigga shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon
I got ignorant shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick weed, c'mon I'm only tryin' to give you you want Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
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