Lyrics:
'cause I got mine (uh-huh)
And I'm around, quit playing, nigga, you can't shine (woo)
You gon' be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After being hit
lesbians
Hit em wit the Mac, hit em wit the Tec 9
Hit em wit the Ruger by the intersex sine
Hit em wit a Tommy so my
Niggas call me Pammy and I
Always eat
I know the whole deal on you tramps[4x]
[Verse 1 - Numskull&Yukmouth]
I got the 411 on you stunts
Ho's rig me up or rig me up, only once
My
them ass and hips
By the way you make me want to leave the one I'm wit
Take the spot of being my "down ass bitch"
Baby murder me, heh
The way I
and a
Little bit of pepper
This course was made you fools
You know we rigged it so you’ll die
With a dash of salt and a
Little bit of pepper
One two-punch
You
Call me the swamp thing, yall headed in the wrong direction like you hit the subway and caught the wrong train,
So don't fuck wit it, I'm sendin'
oooooooh!
But matter fact, got more chesse than nacho
Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho
I'm in the class, all by myself
Now you haters wanna
As soon as you`re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working
solve em
Jack a stay plottin watchin ur every move
n the minute u snooxe will be the minute u lose, dude
das the rules so i jcruise wit the 2's
to fix
over
Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth
And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover
I told you I'm the dirtiest
Him...and gettin' up the earliest
Fuckin' wit' my
you bought it
Then talked about it when crack hit the speakers, the music business
I blow up every time we throw up a record
Depending on what you
shake 'em up, you down to die,
'Cause we too much for the industry to handle, we buck aside,
run it n**** nut wit yo five,
I like to lease s*** it's
a broad day in the mall
Up in glocks wit body shops takin' a fall
Fuck you cock swats feds and all
[Jay-Z]
No no no homie, I didn't say I could hit
You can burn that now
[Chorus]
I Flow when I go
In flo' mo', In Flow motion
(Flow 'round by the wind)
I Flow when I go
In flo' mo', In Flow
You better watch yo back
Motherfuckers is grimey down here
You get stuck up, stabbed
Shot the fuck up round here
Son I move wit my vest and my hammer
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
it
Plus I got a motor like a banshee
If that's ya man, girl you can forget it
I'm standin' by the bar, parrot-toed, bowlegged
I make him want
out her mind
Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew
from under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you
Bro ridin' 'round wit' a stolen stick
And, you already know that he make it hit
And, you know how it go, I send a hit
Police just blue lighted me,
Young Ke Ke he down wit us
South Side nigga and we down to bust I'm number one
[Scarface]
Too many niggas takin' rap for a joke
You be up for one
say" shit
Unless he say she said she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit' me get shot up (brrat, brrat)
I do a Cali' style drive-by
man that thang go wit' me
My nigga from the jets got stained for a 50
Sack of the hard
Tryna match you a broad
Got 'em shot up in his car by
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run,
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