Lyrics:
and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-why
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you fuckin paper haters
I'm dippin in my
ghetto weakness come Rick is
the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh who bum from and who balls you hung from
Wouldn't
You don't wanna fuck with me boy
Wyjebane jak Rick mam
Wyjebane jak nikt mam
Nie piszą o mnie artysta
To co piszę to nie fikcja
Kieszeń pusta mam
nights, but bitch I been Bane
I was born in the darkness like Rick James
Bitch, sippin' scotch with Chappelle after the Grammys
Said them countries
you with me where you at? Ya peep that?
I'm on a mission to rejuvenate the funk
Bring the game back and give the do-or-diers what they want
When you
rick he was only 16
Longlive rick he got hit at 16
By some fuck niggas who was tryna fake beef and
Longlive trappa put my nigga on the tee
They shot
hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme sayer
From the Boogie Down
stu
I locked myself inside this booth
Cut communication with a few
And by the time you hear this shit
I'm workin' album number 2
Like Babyface I get
was recording the album:
Cherry Bomb! The album!
I had a show New Year's 2015
And I haven't came out with music in a while
Damn, finally, you gonna
the shit that I been thru even a gangster cry
Springfield XD with extended clips & all my niggas ride
They don't know the shit that I been thru
Don't know
you you're improving
But he's just being nice 'cause he knows you're losing it, uh
On Free Mindstate, you were good, not great
By this album, hell no,
askin' if I can slam it
I'm
Yo, yo, Redman, man, what the fuck, man
Get the fuck off that, punk smooth shit, man
Get with that rough shit, man, you
ghetto weakness come Rick is
the one who expose cornball rappers with the quickness
Uhh who bum from and who balls you hung from
Wouldn't
I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
with a local fratricider
Who told me all this stuff and more:
Well I rode up to Springfield on my motorcycle
And I's gonna stay with my younger
into the body bag
Maybe me and my niggas gonna stand by and look at all you fart niggas tryna rap
Understand that the hustle is so deep and it’s deep in
we coldblooded with this pimp game
All my niggas like Rick James
All my niggas got big chains - All my niggas got big chains
All my niggas got big
off and they all aimed at you
Even off top, I'm takin tops off like Springfield statues
Take Apu on these rappers who actin a foo
I'm dispatchin em all
Alright Rahzel you gonna be alright?
Okay KITT
Turn into the car
KITT
It's Michael a.k.a. Slick Rick the Ruler you alright?
Let's go
Put
and your spell
Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow
Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem, in fact
About the only thing I agree
Yuh Eskeetit
Flippin' a brick in da whip with yo bitch
Keepin' a choppa in case you a snitch
Keep a old k wit' a drum an a dick
Cookin' da chicken
Yeah, what up with it ya'll(powerballin')
We come to the end of the powerballin' album
I hope you liked it and enjoy it (you know)
I'm
brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me
[Rick
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