Say K, are we gon' lay up Kick this raw, you heard me Like some of ol' [Incomprehensible] shit
check, check, check one Microphone check, check, two Microphone check, check, check Microphone check, check, four
What y'all niggas do, how y'all gon' do it? Check, check one, kick this raw know me
They say that's the nigga, the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga That's the nigga, that's the That's the nigga, that's the
Turn your hands towards ass an' say bye bye From the South side, side, puff ya ya ya but the fire ya Eardrums snatchin', champion, cheap busters the day I die
I say I lie Bitch, I'll be on your grave singin', Ay la ba I throw 'em off, I'm two scoops coo coo I swoosh through fruit loops, poo poo in your Fubu
Y'all niggas remember what happened to mosquito tweeter, the MC, the sweeter I be [Incomprehensible] Stop your water, off your gas, cut off your lights you out, cut your grass, watch your kids, fuck your wife
Like a bacon, egg an' sandwich, I'm good Mmm, like syrup on the biscuit an' juice [Incomprehensible] Come an' let me take you by the an' walk ya I'm the thief in the night slide your drawers off ya
Watch ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon Bring more pain then when John Wayne on old westerns What is the fuckin' meanin'? I come in this bitch without leavin', bitch that think we leanin'
It's been like that since way I used to rock eight tracks before I rocked decks Concepts goin', fat, concerts goin', stay packed Ownership's goin', black, nigga, this is payback
I scrape ya somethin' to establishment Now I'm Club livin' from the scribble, scrabblin' my talent Proper, proper somethin' decent Y'all niggas is as up as Santa Clause for Easter
I'm a keep comin' as as KLC keep drummin' An' the only way to me is call the people for me Fuck them people, I'll over you if I have to That's the nigga, that's that
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I'm that nigga, I'm that the I'm nigga, I'm that the nigga I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga
Who that that say they can't sell, boy? They from third ward, I'm from ward For [Incomprehensible] The guitars on these an' get down an' go off
All get high when they ride to my words They an' they high when I'm live in concert Fuck who you bringin', just ain't no show I don't nine or ten pack Of rappin' with me, I'm independent
Make frontin', stuntin' lose their stomach They their clout, they lose their cool An' I come in this bitch, they lose their woman Hello Fabulous an' big mansions an' fine fabrics Like a man, my an' my pussy come automatic
You don't status with a hardcore rhyme fanatic Full speed at it, vocabulary acrobatic That's him, that's rapper That's the man, the nigga, that's that bastard
That's the nigga, that's the the nigga, that's the nigga
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