Lyrics:
bitch I'll take
And I'll take her on a date
And if she wanna Fuck in a Escape
Then she wanna fuck HBK
November 10th
1992 a beast mode
Muthafucka was born
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
from around the way
Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out
Now I'm the mutha fucka that ya read about
Takin' a life or two that's what the hell I do
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
Now I'm the mothafucka that you read about
Takin' a life or two, that's what the hell I do
You don't like how I'm livin'? Well, fuck you!
This is
be like me, He'll never be like me
Cause I'm a P-IM-P
I got 1 Up on you, So bitch fuck your crew
I got the flower power, Fire ball
Bust you in two
I
from 1992
First one in a series, look out for volume two
No Alternative for me, no more rock for you
So we stop by the store, and we buy a couple more
and tell, man
I'm bout to show and prove
Wack representers go to hell by verse two
Contact with the Splinter cell
So best stay low and move
Get Spayed
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
I'mmmmmm whatever yall want to call it
This is from my brain
I been rapping 2 years and I surpassed these lames
They call me jesus shuttlesworth they know
top
I never stop, with search and Sam drillin' it
Soul in the hole, M.C.'s workin'
Kickin' it, vickin', the suckers who be jerkin'
Me and my posse
top
I never stop, with search and Sam drillin' it
Soul in the hole, M.C.'s workin'
Kickin' it, vickin', the suckers who be jerkin'
Me and my posse
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
know why?
'Cause it's spoken by the brother, whose name is spelt
The "I" the C-E-T., cold chillin', rhyme villain on the M-I-C
With raps roarin',
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
us through until Y2K
The world is gonna end then anyway
Come on, it's 1992
And my closet's full of red, white, and blue
It's time and you know it too
All you want is two twenties and a ten
All you want is two twenties and a ten
But if I gave it to you, what then?
All you want is two twenties
and nobody got 'merked'
a few shots were buss but nobody got hurt
every other day it's like one big party
let the top drop on the XR3
its 1992, I'm still
never liked ya keep a thousand yards stiff
When I'm mashin by, ya pussy posse ain't gon' appear
Like if I hopped out, told ya to run yo shit playa
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
I know y'all been patiently waitin'
El Remix
Yaah yaaah
Yo
Nawqiy in the building proceeding to till land a posse of pilgrims
Minus apologies
of a vibe[00:13.69]Hell of a vibe, hell of a vibe, oh yeah, yeah[00:18.39]I don't know about the name of the gang, shit bad by the way[00:20.17]G-V-O[00:24.38]Hell
up lost ground
'Cause I haven't spoken to you, since 1992
I don't want us to be apart
I don't want to go to the start
I don't want us to be apart
my concepts go
My posse's to the side yellin', Go Vanilla Go!
Smooth 'cause that's the way I will be
And if you don't give a damn, then
Why
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