Lyrics:
That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, nigga
Cleveland, open up ya' doors
I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88
Wit' a ounce but I'm
again
Face lookin like you're fiendin for hen
Who that wit you, hide the gat yo nigga come here
You got a pistol that must mean you slingin again
fuss and fight
Just hit me right, it's on all night
I know you wanna get in bed wit' me
But you gotta come correctly
Nothin' in life is free,
supposed to be with me
And I paged your ass around 10:33
You didn't even call me back
Now tell me, baby, what up wit that?
Now you told me you need
twice if your misses lookin' pretty
Well if you run wit your niggas, then I walk with my killas
Mo you will never have a winning hand, yeah as long
(Yeah for your nation...
For your nation...)
Verse One:
A bitch nigga wit an attitude named Cube
Step to Com wit a feud
Now what the fuck I look
this joint I appreciate you
We 4 projects in, a whole lot more to go
Thanks for all the support for riding out wit ya nigga
Despite what you may think
Midwest
I be the best don't forget it nobody can get wit it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound
You're in the mix wit your boyfriend baby, Bobby Bang, and its that time for the hot nine at nine with Tech Nine featurin' Shawnna. 'Bout ta wear
NYC, word up
M-O-B-B D-E-E-P, A.C.D. burn sometin'
Let's get lifted, Queens is you wit me
Niggas' shifty, I turn around, a kid tried to hit me
[Treach]
This ain't got shit to do wit shampoo
But watch your head n shoulders brother older bold enough to fold ya
Yo I told ya a raid afraid of what I
From the Secaucus Mountain to the African Sea
Not near muthafucka want to fuck wit me
Keith Murray, the ultimate Def Squad ?lean?
Doin niggas
Gimmie the girl dem wit
The wickedest slam
Di kinda girl wheyknow fi
Love up she man
Man if yuh have fi get di medal
Yuh have fi get a slam
From
and I'm talkin bout Kansas City
That's where I dwell wit wit, my my bills
And I I, I will pop hot rocks for real
Venomous, when it gets HOT
The Tech
[Lil Kim]
Lil Kim that's more than a lil bit
tell a nigga quit
go 'head wit' ya lil dick
wit' ya lil money, lil ice, and ya lil whip
you already know
a girl walks in wit´ a itty bitty waist an´
A round thing in yo´ face. You get SPRUNG.
Want to pull up tough, cuz you notice that butt was STUFFED.
Deep in
now
Killer Cam
Side town
Fuck yall niggas ridin' round
Creep wit da toast
Keep it close
Never know when you'll see da gross
From my yaht you'll see
a dayum drug dealer
Nice size booty, but I wish it was bigger
She pretty, like a 9 to 10
She wit it, and so is her friend (c'mon)
Shake it like a salt
they go chasing down
So don't fall victim, victim, victim, victim, victim, victim
Get killed if you wit' them, wit' them, wit' them, wit' them, wit
wit me
And I don't know about y'all ova there
But ova here we crunk and we ready
(Now here's what I want y'all to do for me)
Clap with this little rap
issues wit these ol fake ass niggas and bitches dirty yo
[Chorus: x2]
I don't really care if y'all niggas hate me (go head)
Cause I'm out here
want, I'm wit it
(You want a tongue bath, you need a tongue bath)
I just want to get up in it
Let me see you freak your body
I won't stop until you get
I be wit the killers, I be by myself
I be gettin' money, I be by myself
I stay in designer, I be by myself
It ain't hard to find me, I be by
I know you wanna see me shake my thang but boy I
Don't think you know what to do wit dis thang so
Watcha goin' do
Give it to ya girl, give it
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