Yes sir, just the sound of his is a hit Y'all niggaz got me really confused out I 'Big Pimpin'' or 'Give It To Me' one of those hail me as the greatest writer of the 21st century I make some thought provokin' shit question whether he fallin' off really confuse y'all on this one, follow
When tops come down, chicks tops come down Like when shots come out, make cops come around them blocks come out I can wake up a small town Finish off the block I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged the fifth come out The tough guy disappear, then the bitch out "That's him", I'm usually what whisper 'bout Either what chick he or his chip amount
'Cause I doin' this since CHiPs was out Watchin' Erik Estrada, up at the Ramada Table of powder, AC broke 'Bout to take shower on my twenty-fifth hour
Spike everywhere, game on the flight You see me anywhere, day in the life Only changed the tail number on the flight I can touch and take off the same night
I'm so bossy, get off me Trick get off me, you can't get off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or Laid back, Maybach's, even talk to me
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They're all actors, at themselves in the mirror backwards Can't even face themselves, fear no rappers They're all weirdos, in practice So believe everythin' your earlobe captures, it's mostly backwards
Unless it to be as accurate as me And said in song you happen to see Then actually, believe half of you see of what you hear, even if it's spat by me
And that said, I will kill niggaz dead Cut short, give you wheels for legs I'm a K I double L E R, see y'all in Shoot straight through the E.R.
Whoa, this B.R., no This S.C. CEO, the Lyor, no The next of the whole free world And the first thing do is free Sigel, go
Take off the cuffs, unlock the that ignorant nigga that you love to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. Sig' so Tell a trick get these nuts, eat like food
Now see if I care if this verse get Even if you it, the curse is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me Keep my collar on, you lil' ticks get off me
I missed the part when it stopped bein 'bout What do my got to do with this shit 'Scarface' the movie did more Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit happened to me
Are you sayin' I'm spittin' Is than these celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you kiddin'? Let's the bullshittin' 'Til we all without sin, let's quit the
'Scarface' the movie did more than Scarface the to me So that ain't to blame for all the that's happened to me Now stop the 'Til we all sin, let's quit the pulpittin', c'mon
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