Yeah, HC mutha fuckin' P nigga hypnotized fuckin' Mindz bitch For you mutha fuckin' Rinky Dink Records up out Y'all know who y'all is, there's a bunch of you mutha DJ Paul and Juicy J wannabe ass T-Rock rock that shit fo these
My house of representatives, be A assassins That'll cause a riot in any form or fashion Run up in your grill, when attention who we Now woo now we presidential thing 'cause you was
We some alcoholic niggas, we depression A-tech in this Mobb, niggas mashin' for Amazed what we see the crooked police All because we makin' cheddar other are lackin'
Down for the cause, you haters wanna brawl Got my against the wall, Hypnotized Camp I call We some treal figgas', drug heal niggas, makin' quicker Livin' in the world where 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 Clean till I'm gone, like I'm on the chrome Shakin' all the playa haters, soaking in my dome
Little ass boy you 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 wona get some, I got
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
Little ass boy you hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu wanna kill me Any one of you wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got
Little ass boy you gone hear this and 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
Oh, it's gettin' hot up in You mutha fucka's some technique yet nigga I start this shit the beat up
Get back from me nigga here come, lord fuckin' nemesis Back on your premises, remember I left on bitch You hoes can't take me, you can't me You make me, you can't break me
shady and I leave yo weak ass [unverified] I got no and no pain in my veins man I been insane coming free in the rain
You wanna step up to the man, well put yourself in I'm like the from the West and obsessed with anger I the room was from consumers and this shit is funny The niggas talkin' shit, it's who ain't got no money
They a sale off fuck a grip they askin' never again They make a sack a stick to bitch they askin' never They make a sack to spit this gangsta shit never spit
So walk up faking feel the drowning in fuckin' piss Trick yo' gossip, you're like so I let you leak is elitein' now I beat you like a hoggy 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 wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone this and feel me Smilies in my but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you wona get some, I got some 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 Hypnotized
HCP we got that pump, cut up your neck Man I'm glad these gonna the fuck up out the Posse Songs Now I'm in an [unverified] ridin' on chrome Singin', no new niggas in our click we We rich, we glist, we been down for
I done been up on corner, I done smoked up all they weed I done hold with your killas, I done corner them for there g's Niggas talkin' 'bout yo ass, say you nuthin' but a bitch Say you always claimin' killa but for you suckin' dick
Yeah, it's funny how it is to see a in a thong Get them glocks with the pop, you break yo ass and run I ain't fuckin' wit' yo and I ain't got no point to prove Let yo legs move be a mutha best move bitch
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 face but chu really wanna me Any one of you niggas get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got