Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him the deal I'm the nigga, nigga, thought was a lame nigga Now I push a nigga, you know the name nigga the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga And if I got I let the whole world know it So if you got beef let the whole know it One, it to the streets let the whole world know it It's the chance for your big career, blow it Or get it from the top gun nigga I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top nigga my crew you catch hot ones I'm hot son, yo that's why I hot guns I'm on a in L.A. fuckin fly misses While you at the crib tryna' find misses Yo I'm gettin' head from the Mexican dime Them niggas mad cause they riches like my riches
A yo, I'm Lee the school boy The jewel boy I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six For equality, Vokal, Cammy, and I smoke la like daa-da-dee, it got me boomin' ba-da-bing Rap, don't sing cause I get my hum on Actually I get on Hoes tongues be on my dong Gevity-long, at night, head in the morn' Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are songs be gettin' gone thinkin' they got it goin' on Folks you a brawl, it all started in ya home Check the background, St. clown from the U-Town Fourteen, of the year like Dru Down Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too Hoes be always sayin they too proud If I the world, I do now Me and the 'bout to rack 'em and move the crowd
Call the cops, I see a in progress Lunatics about to the show (Where you from?) From the S-T-L, M-O,
Call the cops, I see a in progress Lunatics to steal the show (Where you from?) From the S-T-L, M-O,
I rip and smash, with a 44 mag This jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash Nigga you said you hurt 'em bad, you him laugh trash 'bout whoopin' my ass I never let a nigga do that, who Get his brains blew back a new gat Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is goin' through that And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl An out ring just to scar on your eye to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory Cats is sick like if they feelin' weak We be Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost, Danny Terrio, Schultz, to the Motorola hold up, whippin' the Rover, high roller dog What you holdin', I'm paid, so y'all yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next To rep that Midwest, it's and projects
Now once say hit the safe, raise the stakes 'Tics in fifty states, might as blaze the cake I got moves to make, transactions to Drugs for papes, now I'm CDs and tapes Funerals and caused by greed and hate A snake is still a snake no matter the size or Those hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake Come off the chain my main, you to the gate First you caught a case, you caught the babes Third, you caught me with your date, was no mistake Good come to those who wait So if you on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late In your house with spouse I'm doin' the nasty I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and and hashy, add gas and wrap somethin' And the place, ya heard me
Watch me up the ammo, cock it back slow In the back door, low Tell me somethin' that I don't know Like, which one of closets contain cash flow Got three little problems I just thought you know Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm to 'no' I'm obsessed with dough, makin' and the hoes Anything other than satisfaction gon' Heard through the you lookin' for me Couldn't be, if it was you would be bookin' from me when ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3 Hangin' out the sunroof "bing, bing, bing" the car up, pop the trunk now Can ya hold ya breath cause flood this town That ass scream "nine-second-five here" on the lawn like "Nelly, why right here"
Call the cops, I see a robbery in Lunatics about to the show (Where you from?) From the S-T-L, M-O,
Call the cops, I see a robbery in Lunatics about to steal the (Where you guys again?) the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4
Call the cops, I see a in progress about to steal the show (Tell me again, you guys from?) From the S-T-L, M-O,
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