Lyrics:
at the reflection of my foreign car by R & R
I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel
You know the new checks with nigo face right on the heel
I was
Yo, I dedicate this, to yo...
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause
Made a million off a logo with my thumb up
Y'all just getting in the game, 'cause you butt fuck
Whoa, no shots, no shots, no no (If I sing it's
and that's a no no
Yeah, uhh, check it
Ahh one two, ahh one two doe, niggas
In the Cadillac they call us went
From Player's Ball to ballers
Puttin the South
to happen with the rappin'
It's powered by love like you can't imagine.
Verse 2
These ghastly folks
Entrapped by the ghosts
Who roll
here's another track for wack cats to diss
But if I hear it, expect some rounds thru ya lips
[Hook]
Yall don't wanna see me keep my name out ya mouth
to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,
seen all o' y'all comin' in the strip club,
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew,
Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh -
So to all y'all niggas that's down with a crew
How does it feel ot be number two?
Kissin another nigga's ass so you can slick sign a autograph
And move
my crew tight enough (ah)
Give me the time, I'm writin' up (uh, yeah)
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time
Hold me by
Mannn
What the fuck y'all know about cookin grams
Wit a 36 in hand that u can move real fast
Y'all don't know shit about it, y'all need to get up out
Just do it
Me and J-Ro hold the mic, while E-Swift pumps the drums
We make it happen with the rappin' while y'all niggaz bump y'all gums
For large
Spit shit on the track like Dog in _Beat Street_
When y'all need heat, just check the credits
Cause Pay J, gon' send a check next day FedEx
Yes J said it
Say some check one-twos, and some yes yes y'alls
I'm the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour
(So what you sayin E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it
full of drugs
If they like me, tell 'em line up
While I sit behind team, point 'em out like a line up
[Verse 11: Juelz Santana]
Mic check, one two, one
on nigga
Verse Three: Redman
Check it out
Oh my God! I destroy cities like the Blob
Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from
My new year's resolution (check 1, 2)
This is my new year's resolution (check 1, 2)
Spontaneous freestyles are the solution (check 1, 2)
"Crazy
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
I'ma tell you a story at the
End is where is begins
Two men walkin' down the street with
Pistols gripped to their hands
Murder on their mind it's
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
Check it on the one you Com is gonna come
And check it out ha
freestyles
Money Verse
cyo This is
what it
is
I get it
how I live, 'Im
calm, I'm
hood,
ev'rything all good!
(uh-huh
I'm a Gangsta ! - I'm a rider!
niggas
Put 'em on and off niggas
The beef jumpin', I don't call niggas
Think it's a game and I'm a pause niggas
Y'all niggas
Five, four, three, two, one
check the stuff I wrote
But it stopped that I'm rockin'
Off the top of my page
As I step off the mic and pass to Sage
Sage Francis, Watch as I do dances
me, duke, watch me
Yo, check these up top murderous
Snowy in the bezzle as the cloud merges
F.B.I. Try and want word with this
Kid who punked out
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