Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes equipped to up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck (Malika) Yeap, the diction is on Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint That can give a blood mob like Gotti Like the body cool, the strap up by the naughties Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't up with no bullshit
See that there, it's clip for this on the hip Peep the correct way to get your on Let me hit the bong, oh, and my quite strong Wreck it nice and proper, if it's on I'm to stop her If I'm swingin' for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to her Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I stompin' Throw up my just like this when I'm mobbin'
I killed the last, killed the ass with my ninety-five I'm like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee within from the hood You need it, I'll feed it, baby, check the Have you goin' down like Mary J. When it's poppin' like this you be a coward Shorty freaks beats like Adina Howard
My squad is hard with players and No toleration, for and busters Fuckin' with me with all You get bombed rap songs comin' Bumpin' G-15's, Westside Killin' the competition while a fuckin' green So ring, around the rosie and mosey to the And I want you to G
We bust and cuss and kick up Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us? So the time? It's time to get real Why you bust your 'Cuz I got skills
We bust and cuss and kick up Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us? So what's the It's time to get real Why you your rhyme? 'Cuz that's how I bail
Watch me, swallow this nickel and five pennies I'm the of them all though the rat is kinda skinny How linny and squidgy think they can see me? I'm from Compton where even in the summer wear beanies Bustin' lyrics sharper razor blades, catch it from head to toe If you're shocked, amazed When you see me at my show For my show beat 'em up
40 Thevz gettin' busy, coast to coast Dogs the most rap, the 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' I been ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin' Or get to duckin' 'cuz I ain't given 'em Fools get none, so fuck 'em
Let me rock the mic Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then all night I got jabs a welterweight champion The purse-snatcher pistol-packin' Quick to get it from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men Pull a trick out my like Aladdin Some tried to play me for a punk
I had to have him lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner Fuckin' with a winner, number one top dog nigga in charge runnin' with a group of hogs 40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and Best to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get up Trying to come in here with garbage My see the dopest and the hardest So clear the or get your punk ass bogarted
We bust and cuss and up dust none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us? So what's the time? It's time to get Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz I got
We bust and and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us?
I peep game and get Buyin' all the hard liquor, and beedy-dyin' Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin' For them niggaz up with the funk, I'm packin' Tinactin 'Cuz I be earnin' in tight bunches All the homies carry nines, I rhymes in sucker punches What? Tootsie, my knees don't
Just like that Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often Jaywalkin' over your coffin an eleven shot loss And John wrecked that won't soften You're and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin Stalkin' lofts men to New and in between So take caution, the flossin' for dental hygeine Mental plus my gene equals nasty bastard The raps be lung mastered takin' virginity
Coincidentally I run shit like Walter Niggaz player hatin' 'cuz I spoke a Dayton I kick the bass Ron Carter at the Carter When C and B came Blowin' niggaz up like Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin' Figure, your stigma is of enigma So bitch-ass niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma
We don't give a fuck, better duck 39 deep in the back of Wino's Like robbin' in the paint, fool I ain't? crew is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank I rev like a motor float on like a boat to kick a Like Tical here to North Dakota The ambassador of funk with amps in the And when it's time to rock a mic I 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 than Chuck And you don't want no motherfuckin' here I can round up a posse like Paul Revere Your whole get took out, turned out, shook out Burned up like a cookout, so fools look out
out the penalty box Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies And some high-top socks The fanatic psychosomatic back at it causin' static With still as tight as a straight jacket The last in line but one of the first to get cha Bringin' more terror to than a Michigan militia Click, click boom, nigga fuck your
the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over pissin' in your stage monitor Socket you think that you can with mine in your wildest dreams You best to wake up and Niggaz penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I burn like But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu The lyrical night stalker stalkin' at in a pair of creased Khakis Chuck Taylors, my pistol tight Dub-C, that from Westside mad circle
Ay man, ay ay, what's up Uh, like loc, like late, let's get the fuck up out of here Are we Yeah, yeah, fuck it Fuck it, mad circle