Check out.
*(Yukmouth talking)*
Yes. 2wice. Uh. (What's crackin?) Drink-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot. (Haha, is right?) And Bossi. Yes. All of my ridaz. it.
*(Yukmouth)*
All of my ridaz. time grindas, pimps and big timers. Whether it's or hemp wit China. Or got a bitch on the sellin vagina. Is Real. One mo time.
1 *(Yukmouth of the Luniz)*
fat nigga I come down strikin from the clouds like and the ground show you how to a pound wit out how to a Nina Ross wit out walkin funny wit out a honey child jockin wit out flossin my could peep out what I'm thinkin bout, wit out talkin one at a crook my nigga book, an then the start barkin shoot up the whole lot bullets apartments got slangin martian wit big titties like Dolly in the dope fiends they check, then flip like Martin walkin down the street butt naked and rocks sparkin startin shit in front of my comes the sargent raid a nigga house, some days to pay a warrant that varmit back to the conglomerate the climate is always for money the timers become to big timers pimp got bitches trickin vagina. Shit Is Real nigga!
*(Chorus)* 2x
2 *(2wice)*
Give us morse of no short fa sho poppin the cop wit I'm Tupac Shakur 'cause everyday we high as dope is what we try an nickle and for buyin yayo til I got lines of up yo clip hold up yo get if ya ya shit admitt up a spliff an hit roll up the made a cost mail you tried to but ya lay 'em in a the man whips up another pick up some scratch wit and some other straps the suguest you stop my loot no share 'cause I invest in How ya shoot that I do got slash some hustlas that do got rapid self them suckels I flip a wit a muffle greet the wit my muscle the they thing-ama-jig an it sell.
*(Chorus)* 2x Eh! is real!
3 *(Numskull of the Luniz)*
Niggas feel niggas found at Drink-A-Lot wasn't even yet when 4, was the only sound check yo, what happened to the shows when niggas used to ride Vet's and to be drunkin rhinos when bitches was sex was "Fuck it" an no real nigga was ashamed to ride a shit was goin down we it if she suckin dick by now she it wallow in yo candy and everybody rich like but I can see this Ghost ridin to another everything is based on who the baddest we had Lil but juss wasn't out the closet an now we got 'em fuckin wit each other on some Mobb Mobb one two an I got a Mobb for when there's else to do get to the crew.
4 *(Phats Bossi)
See all young they come from blocks of the fake shooks they get touched wit ear drums raw me an Keek we start the big beat if mouth leak wit big get put to Mr. slash Jaco I'm out for go for Mobb villans we Lexos never those cats they get the wet get they froze Thugged Out, playin in wet the life of cut cut I'm in my my muscle flex off, start to tussle young guys, pushin Hot the saga blow Hoffa chips like Godfather Is Real.
*(Chorus)* 2x