Lyrics:
the background
Your rap styles coming softer than a cats meow
Red laces, but booted like I'm Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by my cannibal from Sac Town
and you better come mine
I got a plug in Mexico
I got a price and I get it for low
Bad bs they loving my style
Shawty so clean she loving me now
I told bro
nigga's life, I swear to the Bible, let it be told
I put thirty in your head, all in the same hole
'Cause we got the same goal, and you try and tamper
to us
(They say)
You smellin' so good
I'm so glad I walked by ya way (damn you smell good)
(They say) You smellin' so good
What do you call that
I
By Twelve than carried by six
You gotta run real hard to style like this
I got my Gucci on and it match my kicks
It's Mr PoloSport XL type fit
I told
ask me if am I dropping heat and I’m like yes yes, yes y’all
I’m coming with that style that you can’t fuck with
Ya man’s playing both sides
thought I told yall
But in case you didn't know us
In case ya didn't know now ya know
We always go hard
This the only time we slow up
Only time we slow up
I
style's the oldest
I give em what they need, I plant that seed
And watch it grow like a lotus
See, it told y'all this in the scripture
Right after I slipped
bloody murder murder comin' ta serve ya
Runnin' wid gangstas that's suppose
And to rip the roads is how we roll
[Krayzie Bone]
Cause it's on and I
leave ya toothless
Douse you in gasoline till you black, draggin'
Loose limbs, a nuisance, programmed to kill ya by computers
Fuck death, I'm Prometheus'
This my life style
And I ain't asking for forgiveness but my life wild
Everybody turn against you when the lights out
And Every body wanna get it
Hey uh I like that beat that MC Lyte got
Johnny J flip that shit
Let's do that shit over
Let's do that shit like you
Know Death Row style, you feel
Or Star in the Hood t-shirt
Then it's gotta be Ed Hardy
Why? Cause I wear my own garms
Might see me on road, I want arms
Told dem "Shut ya mouth, there's no
style's high style
C'mon, faggot nigga gotta take the gun home
The O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)
Chorus (with variations)
[Amil-lion]
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh
I'ma die by my respect, huh
I put a check up on my neck
Life check ya in the head
I signed for a couple milli'
RockStar
I dun Earned my stripes
Jus like a CheetaH (Like a cheetah)
My Daddy told me be a Leader
Never follow people (Got to lead by example)
So I set my
Shawty say that she rap
I told her bee bop
Till ya hip hop
Till ya knees lock
Till the beat don't stop
Make ya panties drop
We fuckin all around the clock
it comes to gettin' down
I'm gettin' looser than a crackheads hair weave
And I, bet ya my dolly, while ya never find another style like this
If ya
it comes to gettin' down
I'm gettin' looser than a crackheads hair weave
And I, bet ya my dolly, while ya never find another style like this
If ya
it comes to gettin' down
I'm gettin' looser than a crackheads hair weave
And I, bet ya my dolly, while ya never find another style like this
If ya
something I could afford
Maybe not yet
It's a possibility
But not by design
Spending my spare time on cloud nine
It's impossible not to see progress
Just look
It's round 1 it's getting hot in here
And SOB y'all know my slogan
(get em the fuck outta here)
As far as DNA I hate your fucking style
I hate your
Don't fuss we seein eye to eye
I push the 6 and pass by you're 5
And rush hour in ya ride
Your girl by my side
We gon crush tonight right?
ray j chorus:
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