Lyrics:
(Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon' do?)
I'm proud of myself, you know I'm saying?
(Watcha gon' do when they come for you?)
Ain't nothing wrong with
really with the action
Show up in a madting
Shorty what's happening
She fuckin with me bad
I'm the guy to pull up make the wheels all burn out
Pull off
about those I knows
Make it hot
The world is mine, can't you see
I'm just trying to be all I can be
Oh, yeah
When the Remi's in the system, ain't no
go hard ima Queen
I'm out to get this money as I rise in the music scene
Like that velvet the road that I Be riding on is really smooth
Getting this
it in Cleveland
Hey
It's the Fat Al
And I'm from the slab
First nigga put 28's on the jag
20's on the Lac
24's on the cuddy
Pull up in
a lumberjack, or a midland warrior
Doin damage to the world with the hurricane gloria
I'm serious, you can say I'm furious
You're sayin in your mind, "who is he?
Luke and Biggie straight shittin on hoes, bitch (BEOTCH)
Lick your toes, bitch? (BEOTCH) Fuck no, you must be crazy
Squirt in your face and then I'm
ridin', that's for life
Now we ridin' on these bitches
Ain't no mercy in my eyes
With the Rydas by my
Side, screamin', "Die, motherfucker
Die!"
Never
bitch)
These are the tales that I tell so well (Short Dog)
I'm thinking way back, it's been a long long time
In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
I like
the tales that I tell so well
(Short Dog)
I'm thinkin' way back, it's been a long, long time
In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
I like to spit a lot of game
But
by the pimp lao
Don't let 'em live in my house
Let 'em whip in my car
I couldn't ball what tricks say
I'm sippin you drinkin' cheap ass Alize
You
nobody in this motherfucker with me
I'm a dog, I walk what I talk
Detroit niggas see straight through your heart
Niggas want to bark, niggas get traced
a bank sell to the highest bid
Put the cash in your bank (what?)
Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow
Then fish but please honey child,
Practicing for the life
Thats to be
T'd up so I could hop in the V
Won't freeze up
When I'm on the big screen
It was a cold night
In september
I remember
You
fuckin tricks"
Stricktly when I'm killin them
Man, I be drillin that
Bag on the floor, legs where the ceeling at
When I'm in my room, you betta knock
You
of Tennessee
'Cross the plains o' Texas
From sea to shining sea
From Detroit down to Houston
And New York to LA
There's pride in every American heart
Amputate my hand, ain't right if my left off
Pen to the pen
Now I'm right where I left off
'Til EPMD gon' break up
Cool, ain't no love in the fast lane
was a fuck up time exposed the weak in the streets
Ain't no love for the industry
Got my mind playing tricks on me
Couldve be bad
Couldve be worst
rubix
I'm squared times two, mad cubix
Mass metred featured musics
Transform my form and uses
Add ice and extract juices
My tricks are in this suitcase
I
plans
Come on stripper, let's hit the strip, 180, throw it in reverse
And drop the trans, I'm in the trance, now look at this bitch dance
Looking
gonna bring more
Not sure what state I'm in
But I woke up in Missouri
Godemis brought a lot of chicks with him, so did Ubi
Holla to the homie Abnorm
I'm haunted by my last dream
I woke up from my night mare
Im pushin pounds of kush
Man I'm high feelin good
Call me the great white, swimming in
(Kane & Abel talking)
Sometimes, these buster ass niggas fall in love with these
trick ass hoes
You know what I'm saying, they forget about their
Aye man, you already know what
The fuck goin’ on, it’s lil 6lock in
This bitch man, whole lotta LVK shit
Nigga, gang! Aye, aye, aye, aye!
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