Yes sir, the sound of his voice is a hit Y'all niggaz got me really confused out I make 'Big or 'Give It To Me' one of those hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st century I make some thought provokin' shit y'all question whether he off I'ma confuse y'all on this one, follow
them tops come down, chicks tops come down Like when shots come out, make cops come around When them blocks come out I can wake up a town Finish off the block I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged the fifth come out The tough guy disappear, then the bitch out "That's him", I'm usually they whisper 'bout Either what chick he with or his amount
I been doin' this since CHiPs was out Watchin' Estrada, baggin' up at the Ramada full of powder, AC broke 'Bout to take shower on my twenty-fifth hour
Spike Lee's everywhere, game on the You see me anywhere, day in the life Only thing changed the tail on the flight I can touch down and take off the night
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 back, Maybach's, don't even talk to me
This is that shit you like fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got that ignorant shit you Nigga fuck shit, maricn puta and drugs,
I got ignorant shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, plus weed, c'mon I'm tryin' to give you what you want Nigga shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front
They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror Can't face themselves, don't fear no rappers They're all weirdos, in practice So believe everythin' your earlobe captures, it's mostly backwards
it happens to be as accurate as me And everythin' in song you happen to see Then actually, half of what you see None of what you hear, even if it's by me
And with that said, I will niggaz dead Cut niggaz short, give you wheels for I'm a K I double L E R, see y'all in Shoot niggaz straight 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 I'ma do is Sigel, go
Take off the cuffs, unlock the It's that ignorant nigga that you to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. Sig' so a trick get these nuts, eat dick like food
Now see if I care if this verse get Even if you mute it, the curse is there, I'm so raunchy, get off me my flea collar on, you lil' ticks get off me
I missed the when it stopped bein 'bout Imus do my lyrics got to do with this shit 'Scarface' the movie did more than the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit happened to me
Are you sayin' what I'm Is worse than celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you kiddin'? Let's stop the '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 the bullshittin' we all without sin, let's quit the pulpittin', c'mon
This is that ignorant shit you Nigga shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got that shit you love fuck shit, maricn puta and drugs, c'mon
I got that shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, I'm only tryin' to you what you want Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, front
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