Lyrics:
Fell asleep in the studio, woke up on a mission
Wall Street wolf, these lil' niggas shook
When we walked in the room, they ain't know where to look
inside the car and we screeched off in a hurry
And Scott said what is wrong? relax, tell me the story
I said you remember peter? well his posse tried
Yeah, who's in de mothafuckin' house?
Compton's in the mothafuckin' house!
Yeah, Compton's definetly in the house
Hey yo Ren, what we're gonna do?
hula-hoop
Come and jump on like this
See the junk in the trunk
I had to bag her right quick
Feel like magic all together
Multiplied by six
Oh my gawd
I've
Extreme to Mac Dreezy King Nicky and RBL posse
Too Sheezy
I grew up on the edge of the stack, we owned a 79 Cadillac
Posted in the Sac
Sacramento
Wasn't
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
these cars and keep
Fucking these stars
I guess that's the world we live in
Young niggas with executive decisions
Turn on the TV and see us winning
They
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically
Reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
In this game it seems that I'm lyrically
Reaching a point where it's not fair no more
Hit em with that major pain as we shoot and destroy
It's like
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
Four or five niggas in a mothership
Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit
Bent, front and back glass got tint
Tryin' to get our
easy
Listen, through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin' bad boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggas in
right to a beat like Kryptonite power
Not withstood by any mortal or immortal
To make you get on the floor til
Another dope jam we slam with precision
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Squeeze the trigger
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin'
make it major
I got my boys with me at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was twenty years
off the pier
Glock full of guts, steady buckin' butts
Lettin' moonlight in your head-pull-puds
Def Jam in your ass for the jams
You've got posse
Four or five niggas in a mothership
Better known as a deuce and we all wanna smother shit
Bent, front and back glass got tint
Tryin' to get our
me that she two on, ha, that's cute we a few on
I could show you what to do in this bitch
Take the addy with the water pop two and then sip
Me, you
Like the Buddha we bomb
Like the bubba we kush
Like the feela this song
On you neara we would
Like the wizard so long
Like the magic in me
Like
a jet like a jet blue jet
High like a jet like a jet blue jet
Major Lazer
Yo find this
Turn up loud
Can't hide from me, me say me boy I'm to be
ain't gonna quit
Cause we gon tear yo whole clique down bit by bit aye
Posse posse clique, yeah we always keep it lit (we lit)
Faucet leaking, we got
you'll lose!
Here comes two big pioneers, rolex watches
Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares
EPMD "that's right!"
Legendary, hardcore b-boy is
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