Say K, are we gon' lay up Kick this bitch raw, you me Like of that ol' [Incomprehensible] shit
check, check, check one Microphone check, check, two Microphone check, check, check Microphone check, check, check
y'all niggas wanna do, how y'all gon' do it? Check, one, kick this shit raw know me
They say the nigga, that's the nigga That's the nigga, that's the That's the nigga, that's the That's the nigga, that's the
Turn your towards your ass an' say bye bye From the South side, South side, ya ya ya Nothin' but the ya Eardrums snatchin', champion, cheap busters the day I die
I say I lie Bitch, I'll be fuckin' on your 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 tweeter, the MC, the I be [Incomprehensible] Stop water, turn off your gas, cut off your lights Move you out, cut grass, watch your kids, fuck your wife
a bacon, egg an' cheese sandwich, I'm good Mmm, like on the biscuit an' orange juice [Incomprehensible] an' let me take you by the hand an' walk ya I'm the thief in the night that slide your off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a weapon more pain then when John Wayne came on old westerns What is the actual fuckin' 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 eight goin', stay fat, concerts goin', stay packed Ownership's goin', stay black, nigga, this is
I ya somethin' crawlin' to establishment Now I'm Country Club livin' the scribble, scrabblin' my talent Proper, proper droppin' decent Y'all is as fucked up as Santa Clause for Easter
I'm a keep comin' as as KLC keep drummin' An' the only way to stop me is the people for me Fuck them people, I'll over you if I have to That's the nigga, that bastard
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I'm that nigga, I'm that the I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga
Who that with that say they sell, boy? They from third ward, I'm from 12th For y'all The guitars on these an' get down an' go off
All sides get high they ride to my words They mine an' they high when I'm live in Fuck who you bringin', ain't no show [Incomprehensible] I don't need nine or ten Of rappin' with me, I'm independent
Make frontin', niggas lose their stomach They lose their clout, they lose cool An' after I come in this bitch, they lose woman Hello Ghetto Fabulous an' big mansions an' fabrics a man, my money an' my pussy come automatic
You don't wanna status with a hardcore fanatic speed dead at it, vocabulary acrobatic That's him, that rapper That's the man, the nigga, that's that bastard
the nigga, that's the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga
What is the fuckin' meanin'?