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