Yes sir, just the sound of his is a hit Y'all got me really confused out there I make 'Big Pimpin'' or It To Me' one of those Y'all hail me as the greatest writer of the century I some thought provokin' shit y'all question whether he fallin' off I'ma really confuse on this one, follow
When them tops come down, chicks 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 then I my mall rounds
get exchanged then the fifth come out The tough guy disappear, the bitch come out "That's him", I'm what they whisper 'bout Either what chick he with or his amount
'Cause I been doin' since CHiPs was out Watchin' Estrada, baggin' up at the Ramada full of powder, AC broke 'Bout to take shower on my twenty-fifth hour
Spike Lee's everywhere, on the flight You might see me anywhere, day in the Only thing changed the tail on the flight I can touch down and off the same night
I'm so bossy, get off me Trick get off me, you get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or Laid back, Maybach's, don't talk to me
This is ignorant shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, I got that shit you love Nigga fuck shit, puta and drugs, c'mon
I got ignorant shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick weed, c'mon I'm only tryin' to give you what you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
They're all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror Can't face themselves, don't fear no rappers They're all weirdos, in practice So don't believe everythin' your earlobe captures, it's mostly
it happens to be as accurate as me And everythin' in song you happen to see Then actually, half of what you see None of what you hear, even if spat by me
And with that said, I will kill dead Cut niggaz short, give you 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 leader of the free world And the first I'ma do is free Sigel, go
Take off the cuffs, the gate It's ignorant nigga that you love to hate The oh-seven Ice Cube, B. so rude a trick get these nuts, eat dick 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 it stopped bein 'bout Imus What do my lyrics got to do with shit the movie did more than Scarface the rapper to me So that ain't to blame for all the shit that's to me
Are you sayin' I'm spittin' Is worse than these celebrataunts showin' kittin', you kiddin'? Let's the bullshittin' 'Til we all without sin, let's quit the
'Scarface' the movie did more than the rapper to me So ain't to blame for all the shit that's happened to me Now stop the 'Til we all without sin, let's the pulpittin', c'mon
This is ignorant shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, I got ignorant shit you love Nigga fuck shit, maricn puta and drugs,
I got ignorant shit you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, plus weed, c'mon I'm tryin' to give you what you want Nigga shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't front
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