Say K, are we gon' lay up Kick this raw, you heard me Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible]
check, check, check one Microphone check, check, two Microphone check, check, three check, check, check four
What y'all wanna do, how y'all gon' do it? Check, check one, kick shit raw Y'all me
They say the nigga, that's the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga the nigga, that's the nigga
Turn hands towards your ass an' say bye bye From the South side, South side, ya ya ya but the fire ya Eardrums snatchin', champion, cheap rhyme 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 from coo coo I swoosh through your fruit loops, poo poo in your
Y'all niggas remember what happened to mosquito Tweeter tweeter, the MC, the sweeter I be Stop your water, turn off your gas, cut off lights Move you out, cut grass, watch your kids, fuck your wife
Like a bacon, egg an' sandwich, I'm good Mmm, like syrup on the an' orange juice [Incomprehensible] an' let me take you by the hand an' walk ya I'm the thief in the that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a weapon Bring more pain then when Wayne came on old westerns What is the actual meanin'? I in this bitch without leavin', this bitch that think we leanin'
been like that since way back I to rock eight tracks before I rocked eight decks Concepts goin', fat, concerts goin', stay packed Ownership's goin', black, nigga, this is payback
I ya somethin' crawlin' to establishment Now I'm Country Club from 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 long as KLC drummin' An' the only way to stop me is the people for me them people, I'll fuck over you if I have to That's the nigga, that's that
That's the nigga, that's the That's the nigga, the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga
That's the nigga, that's the the nigga, that's the nigga That's the nigga, the nigga That's the nigga, that's bastard
I'm nigga, I'm that the nigga I'm that nigga, I'm that the I'm that nigga, I'm that the I'm nigga, I'm that the nigga
Who that with that say they sell, boy? They from third ward, I'm from 12th For y'all The on these boys an' get down an' go off
All sides get high when they ride to my They mine an' they when I'm live in concert Fuck who you bringin', just ain't no [Incomprehensible] I don't need or ten pack Of niggas rappin' with me, I'm
Make frontin', stuntin' niggas their stomach They their clout, they lose their cool An' after I come in this bitch, they lose their Hello Ghetto Fabulous an' big mansions an' fine Like a man, my money an' my pussy automatic
You wanna status with a hardcore rhyme fanatic speed dead at it, vocabulary acrobatic That's him, that rapper the man, that's the nigga, that's that bastard
That's the nigga, that's the That's the nigga, the nigga
is the actually fuckin' meanin'?