Lyrics:
a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh (yeah)
Well see now I do the math, I see if you got this (uh-huh)
And this and this to some cats, that nigga's
the Boogie
And shitting on them crabs 'cause they jive, fake, and woolly, no doubt
Yeah, trade shots of life for all night, you'll dig it
Kept it hotter,
the Boogie
And shitting on them crabs 'cause they jive, fake, and woolly, no doubt
Yeah, trade shots of life for all night, you'll dig it
Kept it hotter,
that she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a real shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch you
Lower your expectations
You gave up on yourself
Just abide by my rules
You are soon to meet your end
Holidays in the sun
The promise of a better
the F-150 pistons (Yah)
Don't crack your teeth on that shit when you dig in (Ayy)
My jaw got the F-150 pistons (Yeah, ooh)
Don't crack your teeth on it
a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh (yeah)
Well see now I do the math, I see if you got this (uh-huh)
And this and this to some cats, that nigga's
Intro: Killah Priest, Raekwon
continuous
Yeah, youknowhatI'msayin?
Wu-Tang
Aiyyo aiyyo, come on yo yo yo I'ma shoot over here
On that AIDS
cause you boys ain't with you
Little do they know, your girl roll harder than
Some of yo niggas
Dig?
Now what the hell is you lookin' for?
on my throne
This that big dick energy, no perfume, I need cologne
She done fucked nine dicks in one day
That pussy dead, okay, poor cat, poor cat
to bite in the highest degree (I hear that)
Plus you had to battle cats for respect
(Like Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Shan and KRS?)
Yeah kid, it goes deeper but
[Raekwon the Chef]
So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats
On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up
Word up, never stop
since that song 'Meeny-Meeny'
Can't believe you're about to be all up in between me"
Man, the flag was lowered, so my wood was raised
Followed by
them off us
Fuck a drive-by, bitch, we walk up
Shells touched him, got him balled up
This my brother, go dig your dawg up
Don't get one nigga, we want
found a cat with a record he live out in Texas
His myspace is over seven digits
The radio play him every second
The second that I see him we gon get em
to Koch, it's Vaughn against the ninth graders
Haters, you fuckin' with cats who's heads are sharp as alligators
Pull out the ox cutter, dig in then I
baby can I rub that
I'm a hustla' with clout ya dig she dug that
[Chorus:]
The phantom 400 you can check the tags
Spent some grands on the Louie
that say fraud ain't no tall tale
* Women love when I hit when I cover the booty
They givin it to me but it ain't no thang
We reppin KC MO fellas
a dig into a deep sound abyss
Unit in the stash the beats and never found the shit
Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched
Cats ask about my
112]
Keep it real, yeeaahhhh
(keep it real)
[Puff Daddy]
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I told you that we won't stop
I thought I
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
Used to be thirsty, now I'm off that sour tip
I'm over water with the chick from custin Powers playing battleshits
Turds float, but I obliterate hope
So
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
If it was there, it ain't got sh.. to lose
Dem' older cats would chunk a nigga fronts
Would rock it up and smoke that ish in blunts
For tennis
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