Lyrics:
Cocaine residue we rockin when
I'm done with it shooter right
Cover something stupid in the trunk of it
Just got of the phone with lucci he
Say gates you
and my socks, and my undies (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, I'm too litty
Yeah, bitch look like Chinese kitty (yeah)
1942 in my section, no Remy (let's go)
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My killed hands tattooed E.V.I.L.
across it's brother's fist
That
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
atlanta in yo raggedy car.
Back then we was some
Underground superstars and these last 5 years we done put work in,
Now the whole world know
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by
in the vicinity
The proximity, the Glocksimity, we on Yosemite Sam
Bam, bam your body drop, Van Damme, karate chop
The Beretta's a better competitor
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5
Yeah, my wrist niggas need it. My wrist nigga duckin'
Yeah, your stupid ass nigga ain't even hear this shit
I love my lil' brother, but I can't tell him
a sucka rockin' no gems (Nope)
Step 2
Real groovers always standing on business
And if a sucka wanna play we knock his lights out for Christmas (We knock em
chain illuminated
I'm rockin' the latest
I'm in this bitch faded
I never had traded
I took me a loss, I sat back and I waited
Had to take them folks off,
To be a spot against the sky's colossal gloom
And land deflated in some neighbor's state that's strewn
With ninety-nine others
Eight Chinese brothers
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
may know me from 'Rockin' With Biz Markie'
Or Shante, when she used to battle Sparky
You might have seen in some videos with other folks
Sittin
you grow some balls like ms. Mann from Scary Movie
You banned from being mooly
I keep it black gutter white gutter
Chinese gutter by these
fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
Like my good hand
Tattooed E-V-I-L all across his brother's fist
fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
Like my good hand
Tattooed E-V-I-L all across his brother's fist
appeal to the brothers with flow finesse
'Cause it's the hundred watt blood shot game of death
'Cause we're protected by the covenants of words and beats
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