(featuring Bubba & Killer Mike) From the movie "XXX: Of The Union"
[Big back This is MC Reporting to you for W-A D-F, one television We in a remote area Somewhere way back up in the With members of the Dungeon Family Them boys in there workin' on some so fire I you not
Mike] Ey, welcome to Ribbon, prime-time official Mike, y'all Killer kill from the ville, go on the rhyme Like a junkie on powder I go hard line I'm a Boi but I still rap blow And I sold more horse than a sto' I'm to become a millionaire to Phil Collins I can feel it in the air My car colors like a millionaires Necklace, get and touch my chain I put it in the air and your brain Any sucker out there tryna' take my Better pray God with him I catch his ass Or he gon' lay there wit' a bullet in his ass
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[Bubba my French but if you give me an inch I'm a take five and give it to the commoners Some dirty white boys and boochie black girls Nearly one sold but I'm still in that world That's why you won't see Bubba, head bouncin' Unless it's the cream and I'm upstairs You know the type of bread that involve accountants Continuin' the my forefathers founded We won a lot of battles but the war is ragin' She's turned a lot of tricks but the is still agin' is rap? What God gave me for my birthday You ain't D-F dawg, fuck what shirt say Talkin' bout he's undeserving of the When truthfully the tat was them suggestions New ? clean in the they ? We ain't them boys you can't say earned it
We trendsetters off the rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, uppin' these haters and bench riders We off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline these haters and bench riders We off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline these haters and bench riders
Boi] Every now and then, me and my kin, we get to Not in the high school football game, I'm bout rhyme thrustin' I'm talkin' bout line crushin', simply bumpin' On the low out the oven like some blueberry muffins We got the like some Stouffers or somethin', macaroni, mackalicious a bitch or a woman, there is a difference Not if the woman start bitchin', won't get in the Male, chauvinistic, nah, ho, you it I'm just kiddin', playin', I'm just sayin' we humpin' around Like the ghost of Bobby Brown and lingerin' round We have found profound sound above When we've split in two parts, no one can us now Maybe top lock but we can't stop, let the great head be severed We the storm, with feathers, something we treasure (Well I never) and you will, suckered up The Dungeon Family is here to stay and we don't give a fuck
We off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these and bench riders We off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, Sideline uppin' these and bench riders We trendsetters off the rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' haters and bench riders
We trendsetters off the chain wilders, y'all Sideline these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and riders We trendsetters off the chain wilders, y'all uppin' these haters and bench riders