Bang straight gangsta shit, so you know it's on deck Hold and respect, cold as it get, don't wanna test Kidnap ya wife and ya kids, you get the message
whats ya flag and who you baggin with "i dont give a fuck" you can live in the hood n shit but remember who you bangin with " i dont give a fuck" pussy
set Hip-Hop's the new WWF What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggaz love to forget We got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards
?s the new WWF What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggas love to forget We got til it?s gone, you think you on, you still hustlin? backwards Your topical
love Now Kweli, you should rap about this, you should rap about that Any more suggestions? You in the back, yeah you You should rap more on beat, you
yo You hear the verdict? im certified dope get murdered by words that i wrote no joke thats right hey yo you heard it? im certified dope get smoked by thirty five guys on coke get
you think you fucking with [Hook] I crept up from above and took you out Look its a new sheriff in town Hope you know that you are going down Bang Bang Bang Bang
we experiment in sweaty sex When you met me you wouldn't let me And know you straight beggin to sex me got you undressing to test me and uhh... (Richie
this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang And throw your sets up nigga, gang bang, bang bang
with my blinker While you wondered what we sayin' on the records real Yeah, you motherfuckin' right kid you know the deal My Mobb is infamous just like the fuckin' title read You get
to wear Air Max shoes, that's true But I grew up where niggaz jack you, harass you Blast you, for that set you claim Mash on you for your Turkish chain
rum and pineapple juice You know what I'm sizzlin Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is Can't get the party started without that Let's do it [verse 1:] You
You know what I'm sizzlin Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is Can't get the party started without that Let's do it (verse 1:) You want me to jam I'm
I'm comfortable Rogue style 57, 56 street gang Grips we gain Anybody wanna trips we bang Hit us with a what Lyrical head splitter Making hella hoes Get
rock See that ass hop Watch that ass hop All the fellas like to see you Make the planet rock [2nd verse] Call it what you want it Ghetto futuristical Get
you Hari Krishna to my listeners in this rhyme You will find psychotic scriptures saying It's something disrupting my mind Tech Nine your mind is fine There's just not anyone like you
told me he always wanted the devil to have his soul, young nigga i wish i could have told him what was up fucking with the so called devil will get you