Lyrics:
that's gross profit
They like Mo stop went to climb and fell
Running up I gotta get it by the bell
leak the album gotta time it well
You don't like making
No auto, grrah
Smurk, yeah
(TouchofTrent be wildin' with it)
Check on your mans, I heard he got hit in his head (hello?)
But he almost died so
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City (Macho City)
Welcome to the entertainment
Here now are the facts (Macho City)
Presented by
got a leg behind a head and a yolk
("Now girl flex, time to have to sex")
And next time bring a friend for my man Sadat X
And Sincere, who's
spent
Mess around get your guys hit, a ten hut
I send three-six ol' sheeyit, nigga what?
If ya tired, ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose
But you won't wrap up
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
it, and go head and do ya thang
Right now he in TDC, doing twenty and some change
Shoot some niggas, shoot some bitches, rob some niggas, and buss some
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus: x 2]
Run
the juice
From that north north set
Where they rob for the gross
And they divey up the nets
Ain't no talkin fuck some talkin
we gonShoot em in they chest
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City
Macho City (Macho City)
Welcome to the entertainment
Here now are the facts (Macho City)
Presented by
and alias and tens of acres in Australia
I'm supervillanous
I got my sights on
And I'm gonna rob you blind
They say I'm Supervillanous
That I’m cold
That I’m
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
Ghetto Cowboy
You betta count your money (Repeat 8X)
[Krayzie Bone]
The name is Krazie, big bad ass bone
Wanted up north for all the gold that I
em' with the bars
If not, black X6 kill em' with the car
Vroom vroom drive by kill em' in the night
Kill em' on sight
Trust me, kill em' on the mic
JME
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
to die; choose 10
And if he don't die then he probably do ‘em again
From passionate catastrophe, to genocidal blasphemy
No respect for humanity, they
his corpse
In the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked
Homicide the crime method, add another
Killer verse to the murder record, the grand finale
thicker than the Old Testament
Niggas pay for head but the pussy sold separate
Same bitch giving brains to the minister
The same reason they call Mr. Cee
head, that's a dream car
Got a four ten, of that same year I was born
That's that one nine nine one, 'nother nigga like I
You gon' find one, cuz nigga
my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So let's get it on! yea
[Notorious
checking me out
Sipping on the Crystal
Bitches wanna get wild
Popping X and smoking dro' on the verge of my style
These bitches calling, asking where
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