Lyrics:
slow
Rollin' with your posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college were lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up, but we had no room inside
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot
you stole like we was tighter than what we was
Tryna get likes from my love
If you can't go by the crib then give my momma a hug
Tell my uptown
Rude Boy wasn't looking
We hit a crack head
Flipping off the windshield
The motherfucka's dead
Zombie cut in half
Look out of regret
Insane Clown Posse
that while rollin in a ride at the same time
Listen to the bassline
By T.C.
And my nigga named Black see
Poem like d-o-p-e
Sayin fresh rhymes for the RBL
get mad 'cause we won't flip-flop
'Cause RBL's just like a truck with no brakes, punk, it don't stop
Like Tony the Tiger you know our shit is like great
on the front page of the Source
and dispite the ways, you niggaz playa hate
that RBL is breakin wails in every state
don't perpitrate though I heard you wanna
Prepare yo mind fo the rebirth.
Ha ha, check it out. On a bitch, (RBL Posse) fo a bitch, (Double R)
Dedicated to a bitch, (sideways) an the hook'll go
with God and I assure you, You'll go major ou ou
Ou Ou I can see the blessing coming through
Ou Ou watch em stepping in two by two
Cause we going off
Me
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
smell you)
It's real out here 40 (It's real Pee!)
[E-40]
I'm out here in the slums where thugs be using, ghetto tactics
Like, chopping up candy
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
on the front page of the Source
And despite the ways, you niggaz playa hate
That RBL is breakin wails in every state
Don't perpitrate though I heard you wanna
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
sprayer, in this game major
Hate to see that click and they be fearin' it
But hoes see me and I bring joy like a week late period
So nigga what's
Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent Faygo in a brown bag
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate The Mack
Chillen by my side 'cause my Posse's stacked
I
y'all feel out there?)
Too Damn Hype
(Ah yeah!)
In the place to be
The 1989 Too Damn Hype posse
What are we?
Too Damn Hype
I can't hear y'all
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by they're like,
're somewhere in Abu Dhabi
With Arabians G5'in', and with my posse
It's outrages, on that good Jamaican
That's right I'm too faded, you're two shaded
I'm too
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
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
there?)
Too Damn Hype
(Ah yeah!)
In the place to be
The 1989 Too Damn Hype posse
What are we?
Too Damn Hype
I can't hear y'all
What we're?
Too Damn Hype
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