Yes sir, just the of his voice is a hit niggaz got me really confused out there I make 'Big or 'Give It To Me' one of those Y'all hail me as the greatest writer of the century I make thought provokin' shit y'all question whether he fallin' off I'ma really confuse on this one, follow
When them tops come down, chicks tops come when them shots come out, make cops come around When them blocks come out I can up a small town Finish off the block I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged then the fifth out The tough guy disappear, then the come out "That's him", I'm usually what they 'bout Either what chick he with or his chip
'Cause I been doin' since CHiPs was out Watchin' Erik Estrada, up at the Ramada Table full of powder, AC 'Bout to another 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 number 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 Laid back, Maybach's, don't talk to me
is that ignorant shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, I got that shit you love Nigga fuck shit, maricn and drugs, c'mon
I got that ignorant you need fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, c'mon I'm only tryin' to give you you want Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the backwards Can't even themselves, don't fear no rappers They're all weirdos, DeNiros in So don't believe everythin' your captures, it's mostly backwards
Unless it happens to be as as me And everythin' said in song you to see actually, believe 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 in hell niggaz straight through the E.R.
Whoa, ain't B.R., no This S.C. CEO, the Lyor, no The next leader of the free world And the thing I'ma do is free Sigel, go
Take off the cuffs, the gate It's that 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 verse get aired if you mute it, the curse is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me Keep my flea on, you lil' ticks get off me
I missed the part when it stopped 'bout Imus What do my lyrics got to do with this 'Scarface' the did more than Scarface 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 these celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you Let's stop the 'Til we all without sin, let's the pulpittin'
'Scarface' the movie did more Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to for all the shit that's happened to me Now the bullshittin' 'Til we all sin, let's quit the pulpittin', c'mon
This is that shit you like fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, c'mon I got that ignorant you love Nigga fuck shit, puta 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 what you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
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