Yes sir, just the of his voice is a hit Y'all niggaz got me really confused out I make 'Big Pimpin'' or It To Me' one of those Y'all 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, chicks tops come Like when them shots come out, make cops come them blocks come out I can wake up a small town Finish off the then I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged the fifth come out The guy disappear, then the bitch come out "That's him", I'm usually what whisper 'bout what chick he with or his chip amount
'Cause I been doin' this since was out Watchin' Erik Estrada, up at the Ramada Table of powder, AC broke 'Bout to take another shower on my twenty-fifth
Spike Lee's everywhere, game on the You see me anywhere, day in the life Only thing changed the number on the flight I can touch down and take off the same
I'm so bossy, get off me Trick get off me, you can't get off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or Laid back, Maybach's, don't even to me
This is that shit you like fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got that shit you love Nigga fuck shit, maricn and drugs, c'mon
I got ignorant shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, I'm only tryin' to you what you want Nigga shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front
They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the backwards Can't even face themselves, fear no rappers They're all weirdos, DeNiros in So believe everythin' your earlobe captures, it's mostly backwards
Unless it to be as accurate as me And said in song you happen to see Then actually, believe of what you see None of what you hear, even if spat by me
And with that said, I kill niggaz dead Cut niggaz short, give you for legs I'm a K I L E R, see y'all in hell Shoot niggaz through the E.R.
Whoa, this B.R., no S.C. CEO, the next Lyor, no The next leader of the whole free And the first thing do is free Sigel, go
off the cuffs, unlock the gate It's ignorant nigga that you love to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. Sig' so Tell a trick get these nuts, eat dick food
Now see if I care if this verse get Even if you mute it, the is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me Keep my flea collar on, you lil' get off me
I missed the part when it stopped bein Imus What do my got to do with this shit 'Scarface' the did more than Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to for all the shit that's happened to me
Are you what I'm spittin' Is worse these celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you kiddin'? stop the bullshittin' 'Til we all without sin, let's the pulpittin'
'Scarface' the movie did than Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the that's happened to me Now stop the 'Til we all without sin, let's the pulpittin', c'mon
This is that shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, I got that shit you love fuck shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon
I got that ignorant shit you fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, c'mon I'm only to give you what you want Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
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