Lyrics:
power! (Two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)
(I'm the nigga that got you talkin bout "Fight
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
nigga?)
We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride
(Where they at? Let's get 'em!)
Are you ready to die (live or die, live or die, live or die)
coming in live
Some of you niggas had me
Knock shit down for nine-five
I told you last year that I
Burned you in a flame now this year
I'm wreckin average
trip, it be the niggas
The niggas that live by the code of blood honor
My Flipmode niggas
Spliff bring you that shit to another extreme
Her to hit you
comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw
Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
Give me erything you got
Or you gonna end up comin' up missin' and I won't regret it
Still Water run deep (how deep?)
Uhh, all I find all I keep, uhh
clear (yeah)
Come on, sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone, Al Pacino niggas (yeah, word up)
Who's down with drug smugglin' (Cappadonna, Golden
beside me, and 2Pac me
Holla if you hear me, tears flowing sincerely
Check up on my block weekly, my health yearly
Something's wrong with me, niggas
Dance on em, in a fucked up whip, make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit
One twentieth tried to knock my whole click
Your daughter was a nice girl, now she is a slut
A queen treatin' niggas just like King Tut
Gobblin up nuts, sorta like a hummingbird
Suckin up
Your daughter was a nice girl, now she's a slut.
A queen treatin' niggas just like King Tut.
Gobbin' up nuts, sorta like a hummingbird,
Suckin' up
Turn it up in my headphones, please
Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame
More, haha, comin' to a ghetto near you
I wasn't mad until these
clear (yeah)
Come on, sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone, Al Pacino niggas (yeah, word up)
Who's down with drug smugglin' (Cappadonna, Golden
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
to mop the floors now who the motherfucking boss?
I been that nigga that could get em by the twos
Snow white, no spikes, two stacks for my lubes
You
Yeah
The Fat Gangsta
Here comes the nigga from the East
Who just been crowned for most hated by police
The public enemy rapper at large
you trying kick some dust up
America's always been known for blaming us niggas for they fuck-ups
And we were always considered evil
Now they trying
Makin' y'all dance and tango
Make y'all legs get weak
That's only 'cause we drop a bunch of heat
That's watcha gonna expect
Comin' from my crew bunch
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
Peeped out Little Miss Muffet on her tuffet eating grits
She saw the MAC-10 and the bitch had the shits
Ran into her house, called up her crew
'Cause
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