Lyrics:
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them niggas to bet against
Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make
out the hood
But can't take the hood out me ('cause what?)
'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto, niggas hate when you do good
But when you broke, your
to me son, you better take a seat
Can't none of you customers funk like me
You better check with Snoop Doggy
Why oh why do I think like that
If I am
to fight? come fight me
I'll hit ya with the "wa psh psh psh" see see
I get dirty after dark I'll treat like Speilberg
you get your ass
$hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
Creole=20
Don't like the man of steel
I'm not your carbon copy but your first rap (jalopy) for real
I used to deal but the fuzz popped me
I had the hydros
fear me like Cape without Robert DeNiro
You big pussy, so funky that you have to douche me
You can't hear me then my record label didn't push me
I
flicker, blood on the cross, not the clothes that he walks in
Oh yes we call it like we see it, demons creepin' in da street, Jesus be keepin' all his sheep
you're facin'
Prosecution set it with your opening statement
Your honor, before we get started
I'd like to give my condolences to the family
ain't slowin' for no one
Knowin' there's nothin' you can do about it
Zero in on the target like a marksman, the target is you
I shut your lane down,
before
You start your real service"
I roll my eyes, three months of slave labour
Mum elbows me and points to the stage
"Focus" councillor Corrumpere
Alfalfa
From the Little Rascals
I'm like the drug that was your worse enemy
Came back to be your best friend
And fried you in the end
And it was what
hole, stretch your, limbs out
Like Plastic Man, and launch they ass like elastic bands
That’s a slingshot; everything I bring hot
One touch will melt
.
But your funk sound hella weak.
You can not funk with me.
Motherfucka meet the boogie man, The flow so sick, paranormal shit.
Riding on these niggaz
, please I'ma call you)
Maybe later we can chill my crew and your crew
(Don't call me, I'ma call you)
I'll be waitin by the phone till the call come through
a panel
You can't desert me like a camel
I was built for this and
Somethin' they cannot dismantle
Man, this is appallin'
I bounce back like Spalding
I slide
a Batman,
African call it Blackman,
Brother extracts your African steps in your movements, enhance for
improvements,
Grand funk, a new home for the phrase,
no fans
Can't sit down kids you have to stand
Just put your hands up, you don't have to dance
Here, we get it poppin' like it's Pakistan
Iraq,
job
But even the streets can steer you wrong
I'm walkin' with one man above me
Nuttin' on my waist, but if it's on you hearin' the palm
You forgot I'm
I can't believe I trusted you
Jealousy tore us apart
KEISHc OR BECKY NcH FUCK THcT
I WcNT KEIRc OF BEFF LEIGH
LIKE WHcT, CcNT STOP WONT STOP
BIG
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[Redman]
Yeah, yo, check it out
I'ma walk in gutta, get that butter
Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker
Hood down, car
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
Wayne daddy you can call me birdman
Get your hands outta my pockets I'm X man
Find me in the middle like Malcolm x Man
Never die poor but I ain't chasing
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