Lyrics:
on that boat, I got the ropes, he's finna choke
I walk up on him, like, what up, lil' bro, you know my name is Cho
He get to shakin' out his boots
what we do
[Lil' Rob]
Lets do it
[Lil Rob]
Hey wuz up homie?
**Person in the Suburban**
Wuz up, what you want?
[Mr. Shadow]
Your life ese!
*Gun
[Verse 1 - Lil Shade]
Click click boom, Shade and Chris is gonna hit the room
Just listen as you hear my bloods yell Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods
The rest of y'all will clench your toes
Shakin' in your boots
The bank will take your loot
You lyin' niggas hate the truth
If I want my ego fondled, I'll be
the bottle) (yeah)
Sippin' Louis XIII out the bottle, yeah straight from the bottle
Yeah I drank clear, yeah I drank brown (Brown)
Why you in the club in
We're one, two, three, four, five MC's
I'm Melle Mel and I rock it so well
And I'm Mr.Ness because I rock the best
Rahiem In All The Ladies' Dreams
ya arteries,
These lil niggas don't want war with me, want no war with me
I'm a real street nigga, you can tell by how I talk
You can tell from my
see me
Cause yesterday that was the old me
But now I'm up in this bitch (Damn)
You see me
(Bridge)
I don't feel like working, workin workin
All
Movin
Coolin till I make it
Yeah we toot it but we boot it if she basic
I be grooving, lil stupid I'm amazing
Never losin, pick and choose where I
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
to get that bitch to cream
You know I'm a Dog I like it bald just like Mr Clean
Im the Goat i don't need no team
Fuck A nigga Cee Lo Green
They picked me
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
Ugh yuh, boot up with me boot up with me
Ok ugh, I can't fuck with these lil fooly look like fifty
Ok whole gang full of dogs they some pits not no
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
behind me in a mole grey van
Catch me if you can
Go turn on your blue lights (So pretty)
You know you want to I just flew by
I can see you feel it now
mr. child owners honored to have a rappers smile
Yiffey yup know a bitch that'll stick a nigga up
I don't fuck with her seen ya'll in the club huggin
A brother like me don't hang around no suckers that be faulty
I be puttin' the group up in the boot
Be puttin' the peas up in the pod
Left the cookies
believe you had me living in your fantasy
Mr. Pretender
I was tryin to satisfy ya, deify ya
You do what you think is right you be the God you bow to
I
You can get the boot if you think I should come in second
100 after 100 dollar bills it come in seconds
Execute the lesson if you reaching for your
fresh, I'm on my Mr. Clean (Yeah)
I'm straight up outta city where you'll get smoked like some nicotine (South Brooklyn)
Rest in peace to Black Rob, this
[G-Quikk]
Unh....yeah...
I got that Boot Camp Clicc in this muthafucka tonight
Me & my nigga 'Cise....
We done hooked some smooth shit up for
doot
And beaucoup, beaucoup, I'm cuckoo
I'm a star goin' to war with you clones like Count Dooku
I'm worlds apart from you rappers
Like I walk in
I shoot through the fabric
I'm like Carter, I'm shootin' with Magic
Ain't no bottle, but niggas be cappin'
You 41K, you get put in the past tense
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