rude and arrogant s'yeah, we got it mastered, most crews experiment local derelict, dawg, both crews I'm there with it beef is generational, most dudes inherit it
rain'll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but
hands up, everybody stand up 'cause we ain't leavin' till they throw us in some handcuffs So put them hands up up up up up, and keep it goin' like (hey
2 pairs of shoes So I'm, breaking you fools with my S-S-Sonic Boom! Wake up the troops, lace up the boots Shake up the juice, times up I got a job to
K it holds 80 rounds So when you move be careful and don't play And watch for the ricochet Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah [x8] [verse two] So shut up
and never crawl STAY BOUT IT! (This is for my niggaz and my hoes) (keep ya head up fuck ya foes) (get ya bread up to ya nose) (Over Corwd It) [Verse
guts pushed, could be of cuz Luda and Meth Could be of cuz we do it best, could be of cuz we screw 'em to death [Chorus: Method Man (Ludacris)] Come up
Suckin On Sickles We Livin It Up In To Double It Up On Sizles? One To Your Maybro Unto Your Day Go Why I'm The One To Drink It Under The Table And
Malibu rum Baby that's what's up Then you fill the rest of the jug With pineapple juice, and it's cracking The only defect is waking up like "what happened
C's/high c/high sea I'm hooked up cause I'm ill ass fuck like I.V.'s I bare arms like it ain't nothin' up my sleeves The next MC that rhyme 'official'
to shock From the beginning From the beginning is it winning, is it ever? Unearthly, resistance, forever You think your thief based system is clever? It
mine Because she back her applebottom up on my pine N then the pineapple juice come out fine She drink it like it's crushed grape, say it taste like wine
hits like a fly swatter Kick it to up scale hoochies, the one who wear a thousand dollar dress And still got five on it stress Don't get it twisted, why
ring back From Ladera Heights to Venice Beach Dime pieces with BMW leases and Cartier timepieces I was born to raise West coast til my casket drop Throw up
, this ain't no joke I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
-K it holds 80 rounds So when you move be careful and don't play And watch for the ricochet Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x8) (verse two) So shut up
baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis
crips and bloods Hell nigga, all my real niggaz raise it up Nuttin' but dubs, you got a sack, nigga what? Blaze it up Take it easy 'Cuz it's the motherfuckin
