Yeah, HC mutha fuckin' P nigga hypnotized mutha fuckin' Mindz For you mutha fuckin' Dink Records up out there Y'all who y'all is, there's a bunch of you mutha fucka's DJ and Juicy J wannabe ass niggas T-Rock rock that shit fo these
My of representatives, be A town assassins That'll cause a riot in any shape form or Run up in your grill, attention who we blastin' Now woo now we thing 'cause you was flashin'
We some alcoholic niggas, we cause A-tech in this Mobb, mashin' for cashin' Amazed we see the crooked police harassin' All we makin' cheddar other clicks are lackin'
Down for the cause, where you haters wanna Got my back against the wall, Camp I call We some treal figgas', drug niggas, makin' [unverified] quicker in the world where it's hard not to kill niggas
Enemies is layin', unless they in tight them brain cells Sacraficein' every that they can make, because of fame mama till I'm gone, like I'm ridin' on the chrome Shakin' all the playa haters, soaking knowledge in my
Little ass boy you gone hear and feel me in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got
Little ass boy you gone hear and feel me Smilies in my but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got Any one of you wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear this and me Smilies in my face but chu really kill me Any one of you niggas get some, I got some Any one of you niggas get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear and feel me in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got Any one of you niggas get some, I got some
Oh, gettin' hot up in here You mutha fucka's learned technique yet nigga I start this shit changed the up
Get back me nigga here come, lord your fuckin' nemesis Back on your premises, what I left on bitch You can't take me, you can't fake me You can't me, you can't break me
shady and I leave yo weak ass [unverified] I got no fears and no in my veins man I been insane coming free in the rain
You wanna step up to the man, well put in danger I'm like the ranger from the and obsessed with anger I hear the room was consumers and this shit is funny The niggas talkin' shit, niggas who ain't got no money
They make a sale off a grip they askin' never again They make a sack a stick to bitch askin' never stick They make a sack to spit gangsta shit they'll never spit
So walk up feel the shackin' drowning in fuckin' piss yo' gossip, you're like fossets so I let you leak Lord is elitein' now I beat you like a beat
Little ass boy you gone this and feel me Smilies in my but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got
Little ass boy you gone this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got Any one of you wona get some, I got some
Man you got problems, let it be known hoe This whoa die gone solve 'em, it be one who Fucking 'round wit' grown men that Camp
HCP we got that pump, cut up fuckin' neck Man I'm glad these gonna the fuck up out the Posse Songs Now I'm smilin' in an ridin' on chrome Singin', no new in our click we thick We rich, we glist, we been for years
I done been up on your corner, I done smoked up all weed I done hold down with your killas, I done them for there g's talkin' 'bout yo ass, say you ain't nuthin' but a bitch Say you always claimin' killa but for you suckin' dick
Yeah, it's how it is to see a nigga in a thong Get them glocks with the pop, you gone yo ass and run I ain't fuckin' wit' yo kind and I got no point to prove Let yo legs move be a mutha fuckin' move bitch
Little ass boy you gone hear and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got Any one of you wona get some, I got some
ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really kill me Any one of you niggas get some, I got some Any one of you niggas get some, I got some