Lyrics:
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
tell
Which I say and play, day by day
When I groove to the sounds of Jam Master Jay
So let's go now
Ya don't stop
You keep on and
Rock the house!
'em serve figures
Stop lyin', picture me poutin' dog could ya vision a fountain
Bad bitch switchin' and bouncin' (in what) in that Christian Louboutin
Why is these girl so emotional
Why is this bitch so emotional
Yeah
Wake up
Hustle
Smoke more
Repeat
Wake up
Hustle
Smoke more
Repeat
What
Emotion,
Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product
Jagz!
This thing right here is original
Ey and by the way when you see the red light
You better take caution get up, get out and get money
These niggas
featuring Insane Clown Posse
* the typist assumes best guess only on any Spanish pronounciations
"Yeah!
Let me know.(Whats that.)
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
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
mad and called body work
A lynchin ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya
I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya
I'm
Yall niggaz gon get use to that shit
Im pushing the reset button nigga
Lets go
Whats the science baby what ya like
Lets exchange math social study
double the commas
Like woah, I ain't really hearing what ya saying boy ya clearly entertaining
Only when you talking bout my dough
Funny how you trying
the muscle
Grind til the finish line and stay on ya hustle
On a million dollar mission trynna find a way to get it
Dodging bullshit opportunities and false
and what you learned to do
but you ain't got the right tools
clowin on ure new C.D.
now hoe tell me what that proved
I ain't seen shit new
check ya
dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton,
I can see myself retire
but what's required
The right attire
I can be your main supplier your kids inspired by the light & fire
Admire the hustle
Be
Yo, this is somethin new by
Notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KMG
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's goin
Posse in this motherfucker to rock on this funky ass beat we're gonna drop
Alright, So Ice Cube, you the early bird on this motherfucker , run it
[Ice
what the fuck? In the net like a hockey puck. (score!)
Rappers get embarrassed when they see the way that we work
They try hard, they're shamed like fat
takin' subliminal
Cause they can't get what I got's
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white
Fuck around and catch a left and a right fist
[ VERSE 2 ]
Boom bam, I drop fat slang
When I used to hustle, used to be down with the crack game
When I
on the run
I'm gon' need a posse
I be on the hunt
Going on that fue
Blow by like olé yeah
Slide in. Ima skate yeah
Turn out we been great yeah
Going through
recall the total
Reclaim ya mind and you can let ya soul loose
So loose I don't think this
Juice you'll ever contain
A broken truce because I promise
What
then ya gotta go and tell the world whats up
Hustle
Je-Je-Jesus, Savior, I rep Him when I ride
Ca-Ca-Clap, the whole hood, wit a holy drive by
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