Lyrics:
amp with woofers in back
Lean to da left if you burning a sac
Baby got back and its in Baby Phat
Pardon me dog 4 chasing the cat
I'm hittin all kittens
the gettin's good, gettin' mine, represent the hood
Try to hold me back that one time, but I'm to the good
want to see me locked in a cell, throw away the key
Fuck ya'll beats I made my own slaps
I'm one of the nigga's that helped to put the town on the map
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
the P.I.
And I'm stayin true, born in this game and it's payin too
I wish I could have stayed witchu
But it's over, I love you and I still care
We can
splacked it and it's stolen
Roll up all the windows, light it up and hit the AC
Riding through the town, bumpin bun and pimp c
Come in on 16, that could be
Cause they're bragging, telling the
Fuckers in jail yo, we just got pumped woo
And that's why we don't do it
I know what I'm doing, imma destroy 'em
clique
We mob we spit on that freestyle tip
Been doing it ever since ninety eight trick
I'm stuck in the rhythm and this I'm sure of
It's that dirty style
Cuban link on the neck and the wrist
Mob ties, I'll send a hit
Infekted Inc., whole team sick
Drive-by, nope we ain't miss
Hop out do a trick
(Weigh it by the pound)
Nose down, glass up
Who's in countin' rounds?
(Countin' rounds)
Runnin' for a week (Runnin' for a week)
30 minutes in, I can feel
a mobster thang
I'm a fat booty fuckin', love gettin' the sucks in and bustin'
Givin' niggas punkin heads for nothin', while bumpin', handle my functions
tight with' no strap
Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps
She come back with' tricks turnin' for show taps
So when I come back into yo' town
shorts
Cause I'm in the rap game
Ain't NOTHING changed
We're all killers just to say the least
Fuck cuties, Ray Dogg to beasts
Yo, I'm a killa
Don't fuck
over town
Lyrically by me all inside me I'm seethin real hard to shut it down
Like a hurricane yea I'm insane I'm crazy to the max
But I won't quit until
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
mind playing tricks ?, to really ?
Me out in five unless I take another hit
I done seen the sun set on the other side of town
Now I'm drifting in
caught in my melody
Starseedz return our Madani
I'm in the town with my woes, grown with a tact
Don't wanna pose with no hoes, gross when I act
I got
platinum, seen it on them tarots before
So I know how it is all gonna go down
Gotta go more uptown, more in the cloud
'Cause didn't ya know by now, I'm
coming for me like I'm John Wick
Acrobatic flows I'm the nigga with the hat trick
Five lane highway nigga I'ma gas it
Roll around town with the bass
stabbed in my sleep by your wife
So everybody stop askin' me what's wrong
And quit actin' like you don't know the words to my songs
And when the party
on a trench coat, wig and some goggles
If'n you resist, you may not see tomorrow
I'm in there, I den dared the police couldn't get me
But I made a slip up:
seems
Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means (Nomad Houston)
Who me
I'm more Coogee in a Coogee (aye)
Put the Uzi straight where your tooth be
anything goes
'Cause I'm all about fun on the run
I'll just take each girl one by one
I'n not the type to be tied up or tied down
There's enough
say I'm poisonous, so keep your distance
Unless you want a couple Widow's Kisses
Overwatch is back in town
If you're not a hero, don't stick around
bitch)
These are the tales that I tell so well (Short Dog)
I'm thinking way back, it's been a long long time
In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
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