Aight, 1-2 yeah yeah (yeah son) On the mic one (no diggedy) For your motherfuckin Ready to rough rhymes yeah gonna set it off one time Ready to rock rough Here we go, yeah (Yo p, yo d why them bitches be on your dick, let em son)
Cos I does a dance, make a little love I get the fuck down Yo I'm lethal injections, teachin niggas lessons I fry that ass up like I'm So come equipped and I don't (why? ) Cos if you slip I sink ass just like a ship I got the mic in my grip, the is on my hip Just in case wanna flip I see my in sight, everything all right out of fuckin crown heights Ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly My be on point like a soldier the evil that men do, who we do? I do you and your whole clique Click, the gun is on cock, niggas to stop I wet that ass up a mop
Well lord, yeah to follow my man on the verse It's the yeah time to call a hearse So back up off the mic and let me rumble your woofer I got but know I'm a get rougher It's the drinker so turn up the level I came to get raw wicked like the devil It's the no-hold-barred, is wild I got the eye to the l And I don't be no rookie or no I gets than a motherfuckin sinner
Ready to rock rough
Ready to rough rhymes
to rock rough rhymes
Ready to rock rough
Ready to rock rough
Ready to rock rhymes
to rock rough rhymes
Ready to rough rhymes
Ready to rock rhymes It's the c-dogg back 12 new rides Wit the ill all-out tight for your head It's the man that'll make nigga's rhymes proper So get ready, on my worst behavior Up in the booth yeah breakin mad So back up off the mic and let me my skill It's the scheme, yeah got to chill Peace to my dl wit the beat And peace to all my niggas on union And to ya ass niggas keep on walkin A dl year, the whole e is
Oh yeah, bringin up the and we don't front (never that nigga) We're comin mad thick and we're on the So why you wanna test and end up in a I'm comin mad than the west I leave you like a sale, I never fail I a track up like the third rail Fake endangered like a species shit stinks like motherfuckin faces I'm and relaxin in the maxin Your is improper like a fraction Yo I'm out to get (get yours nigga)
Ready to rock rough
Well lemme and get a little bit, son I'm feelin it, it's the bubbly Niggas know the deal I got the steel in case the Got more coupe-rs isuzu, kid I bruise you you, my sewer style will confuse you I got the touch so niggas the Dutch I'm guaranteed to rip and bend your microphone, now touch and We kick that ass up off just like a lear See ya and too bad I wouldn't be ya Y'know the deal when I see ya, chalk it up Cos if a nigga he got the flow, I sop it up So now get up so you can hear the of this Yo boogie banger show why we be the best at this
Yo, yo niggas this, a nigga do justice like day We're walkin down the street, we're watchin bitches slay Niggas rave and but can't get it, dig it Shit is on lock and can't pick it I'm runnin with fools with more than freddy blassy My rap niggas crazy like a taxi we should leave ya layin on ya back I'm richer than richie rich and quicker with the gat, For the cash I ya head to make ya stutter Then I hit you the toast for fuckin with bread and butter, cousin Nigga a-hah, then stash the tracy The limit's the sky, I'm stayin high aces But doper, my styles is fat like al Chiggity choke a nigga to sleep, I don't ya Biggity blow your mind, fuck the and fuck the swine I'm
Ready to rough rhymes
Son, ha, diggy das, das, diggy das Solid scheme, word son (shit come thick)