Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes to wreck up just a sec Coolio, I'm on deck (Malika) Yeap, the diction is on Causin' friction I flex up the jaw to hit the joint That can actually give a blood mob Gotti the body cool, keep the strap up by the naughties Niggie trippin' why you beam us, I don't step up with no
See that there, it's clip for stickup on the hip Peep the correct way to get your on Let me hit the bong, oh, and my mind's quite Wreck it nice and proper, if it's on I'm finsta to her If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I stompin' Throw up my fists just this when I'm mobbin'
I killed the last, killed the ass my ninety-five drive I'm deep like with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something I'm Hi-C like Lee within tales from the hood You need it, I'll feed it, baby, the size Have you goin' like Mary J. Blige When it's poppin' like you can't be a coward Shorty freaks fuckin' beats Adina Howard
My squad is hard with and hustlers No toleration, for fakers and Fuckin' with me all honesty You get rap songs comin' constantly G-15's, Westside scene Killin' the competition while making a green So ring, around the rosie and to the Rosie And I want you to G
We bust and cuss and kick up Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us? So the time? It's time to get real Why you bust your rhyme? I got skills
We bust and and kick up dust none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us? So what's the time? It's to get real Why you bust your rhyme? that's how I bail
Watch me, swallow nickel and shit five pennies I'm the of them all though the rat is kinda skinny How many linny and think they can see me? I'm from Compton where even in the niggaz wear beanies Bustin' lyrics sharper than razor blades, catch it head to toe If you're shocked, then When you see me at my stage For my stage beat 'em up
40 Thevz gettin' busy, rockin' to coast Dogs the most rap, the hoes rocks 'em up Givin' it up for victims how should I drop 'em and then pop 'em For poppin' like to get what I got, and I got a whole lot of nuthin' 'Cuz I ruffin' and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin' Or get to duckin' 'cuz I given 'em nuthin' Fools can't get none, so 'em
Let me the motherfuckin' mic Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then all night I got like a welterweight champion The purse-snatcher pistol-packin' to get it crackin' Went from jackin' to rappin' to with a pack of mad men Pull a trick out my sleeve Aladdin Some fool to play me for a punk
I had to have him like lunch or dinner, he's just a with a winner, number one contender top dog Head nigga in runnin' with a group of hogs 40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up Trying to come in here that garbage My crew see the and the hardest So clear the path or get your ass bogarted
We bust and cuss and up dust Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us? So what's the time? It's to get real Why you bust your 'Cuz I got skills
We and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all want to fuck with us?
I peep and get recognized Buyin' all the liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin' Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way Like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't crackin' For them niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm Tinactin 'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in tight All the carry nines, I carry rhymes in sucker punches What? Tootsie, my knees don't
Just like that actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men Jaywalkin' over your with an eleven shot loss And John wrecked that Austin soften You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the nigga like Orkin lofts men to New York and in between So caution, leave the flossin' for dental hygeine Mental plus my gene equals young bastard The raps be lung mastered vinyl's virginity
Coincidentally I run like Walter Payton player hatin' 'cuz I spoke like a Dayton I kick the bass Ron Carter at the Carter C and B came strollin' Blowin' niggaz up when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin' Figure, your stigma is lack of So bitch-ass niggaz better step the Delta Sigma Thetas
We don't give a fuck, fools duck 39 deep in the of Wino's truck robbin' in the paint, fool think I ain't? Your is on stank, that's why I'm pullin' rank I rev like a motor float on like a boat to kick a Like Tical from here to Dakota The ambassador of funk with amps in the And when it's time to a mic I won't be no punk
I death to the evil and power to the people My ain't Steve Miller but I fly like an eagle Don't me for a chump, I get around like Gump And I got more con in my verse than And you don't no motherfuckin' problems here 'Cuz I can round up a like Paul Revere Your whole crew'll get out, turned out, shook out Burned up like a cookout, so fools better out
out the penalty box Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies And some high-top striped The freestyle fanatic back at it causin' static With lyrics still as as a straight jacket The last in line but one of the first to get cha Bringin' terror to MC's than a Michigan militia Click, click boom, nigga your crew
It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over in your stage monitor Socket you think that you can fuck with mine in your dreams You best to up and apologize Niggaz penetentiary me 'cuz I burn like Parker But anyway, half of y'all couldn't see me with a pair of Blu The night stalker stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis Taylors, my pistol grip tight Dub-C, that nigga from Westside mad
Ay man, ay ay, what's up Uh, like loc, it's like late, let's get the up out of here Are we Yeah, yeah, fuck it Fuck it, mad circle