Steppin' up out the shadows, I equipped to wreck up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck (Malika) Yeap, the is on point friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint That can actually a blood mob like Gotti Like the body cool, keep the up by the naughties trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up with no bullshit
See that there, it's clip for this on the hip the correct way to get your pimp on Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's strong Wreck it and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to stop her If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her on poppin', representin' I keep stompin' Throw up my just like this when I'm mobbin'
I the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five drive I'm deep Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Chaka Khan, I tell you good I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood You need it, I'll feed it, baby, the size Have you goin' down like Mary J. When it's poppin' like this you be a coward Shorty fuckin' beats like Adina Howard
My is hard with players and hustlers No toleration, for and busters with me with all honesty You get bombed rap songs constantly G-15's, Westside scene Killin' the competition while making a green So ring, around the rosie and to the Rosie And I you to know G
We bust and and kick up dust Don't none of niggaz want to fuck with us? So the time? It's time to get real Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills
We and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us? So what's the time? It's time to get Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz that's how I
Watch me, swallow nickel and shit five pennies I'm the loc'est of them all though the rat is skinny How many and squidgy think they can see me? I'm from Compton even in the summer niggaz wear beanies Bustin' lyrics sharper than razor blades, catch it from to toe If you're shocked, then When you see me at my stage For my show beat 'em up
40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' coast to the most rap, the hoes then rocks 'em up Givin' it up for hip-hop victims how should I drop 'em and pop 'em For like to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin' 'Cuz I been ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up I'm bustin' Or get to duckin' I ain't given 'em nuthin' can't get none, so fuck 'em
Let me rock the mic a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night I got jabs a welterweight champion The pocket-pincher pistol-packin' to get it crackin' Went from jackin' to rappin' to with a pack of mad men a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin Some fool tried to play me for a
I had to have him like lunch or dinner, just a beginner with a winner, number one contender top dog Head nigga in charge with a group of hogs 40 Thevz, Circle, Cat, and Crowbar Best to put daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up to come in here with that garbage My crew see the and the hardest So clear the path or get your punk ass
We bust and cuss and up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz want to with us? So what's the time? It's to get real Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills
We bust and cuss and up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz want to with us?
I peep and get recognized all the hard liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin' Bitch, you got dealt, your cap the other way Like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't nothin' For them niggaz steppin' up the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin 'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in bunches All the homies carry nines, I rhymes in sucker punches Tootsie, my knees don't bend
Just like actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often Jaywalkin' over your with an eleven shot loss And John wrecked that won't soften You're and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin lofts men to New York and in between So caution, leave the flossin' for dental hygeine Mental my gene equals nasty young bastard The raps be lung mastered takin' virginity
Coincidentally I run shit like Walter Niggaz player hatin' I spoke like a Dayton I kick the like Ron Carter at the Carter When C and B strollin' Blowin' niggaz up when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin' Figure, your is lack of enigma So niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma Thetas
We don't give a fuck, fools better 39 deep in the of Wino's truck Like in the paint, fool think I ain't? Your is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank I rev like a motor on like a boat to kick a style Tical from here to North Dakota The ambassador of funk with amps in the And when it's to rock a mic I won't be no punk
I bring death to the evil and to the people My name ain't Steve Miller but I fly an eagle Don't me for a chump, I get around like Gump And I got more con in my verse than And you don't want no motherfuckin' here 'Cuz I can round up a like Paul Revere Your whole crew'll get took out, turned out, out up like a cookout, so fools better look out
Fresh out the box a stockin' cap, cut off dickies And some high-top striped The freestyle fanatic psychosomatic at it causin' static lyrics still as tight as a straight jacket The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha Bringin' more to MC's than a Michigan militia Click, click boom, nigga your crew
It's the chanky hip-hopper, over pissin' in your stage monitor Socket you think that you can fuck mine in your wildest dreams You best to up and apologize Niggaz yearn me 'cuz I burn like Parker But anyway, half of y'all see me with a pair of Blu Blockers The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at in a pair of creased Khakis Taylors, my pistol grip tight Dub-C, that nigga from Westside mad
Ay man, ay ay, up Wino? Uh, like loc, it's late, let's get the fuck up out of here Are we out? Yeah, yeah, it Fuck it, mad circle