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Steppin' up out the shadows, I comes to wreck
Hold up just a sec Coolio, I'm on
(Malika)
Yeap, the is on point
Causin' when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a mob like Gotti
Like the cool, keep the strap up by the naughties
Niggie trippin' why you us, I don't step up with no bullshit

See there, it's clip for this stickup on the hip
Peep the correct way to get pimp on
Let me hit the bong, oh, and my quite strong
Wreck it nice and proper, if on I'm finsta to stop her
If I'm swingin' for the knockout, believe I'm fits to drop her
Ninety-five's on poppin', representin' I 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 like with my Crimson Tide, nigga
Chaka Khan, I tell you something good
I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee tales from the hood
You need it, I'll it, baby, check the size
Have you goin' down like Mary J.
When it's poppin' this you can't be a coward
freaks fuckin' beats like Adina Howard

My is hard with players and hustlers
No toleration, for fakers and
Fuckin' with me all honesty
You get bombed rap songs comin'
G-15's, Westside scene
Killin' the competition while a fuckin' green
So ring, around the rosie and to the Rosie
And I want you to G

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us?
So what's the It's time to get real
Why you bust your 'Cuz I got skills

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 your rhyme? that's how I bail

Watch me, swallow this nickel and five pennies
I'm the of them all though the rat is kinda skinny
How many linny and squidgy think can see me?
I'm from where even in the summer niggaz wear beanies
Bustin' lyrics than razor blades, catch it from head to toe
If you're shocked, amazed
When you see me at my show
For my stage show 'em up

40 Thevz gettin' busy, coast to coast
Dogs the most rap, the hoes then 'em up
it up for hip-hop victims how should I drop 'em and then pop 'em
For poppin' to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin'
'Cuz I been and scuffin', so give it up when I'm bustin'
Or get to 'cuz I ain't given 'em nuthin'
Fools get none, so fuck 'em

Let me rock the mic
Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all
I got jabs a welterweight champion
The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher
to get it crackin'
Went from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve Aladdin
Some fool tried to me for a punk

I had to have him like lunch or dinner, he's a beginner
with a winner, number one contender top dog
Head nigga in runnin' with a group of hogs
40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and
to put your daughter, wack ass rappers get tossed up
Trying to come in with that garbage
My crew see the dopest and the
So clear the or get your punk ass bogarted

We bust and cuss and kick up
Don't none of y'all niggaz to fuck with us?
So what's the time? It's to get real
Why you bust your rhyme? 'Cuz I got

We bust and cuss and up dust
Don't of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us?

I peep and get recognized
Buyin' all the liquor, toothpick and beedy-dyin'
Bitch, you got dealt, peeled your cap the way
a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt and ain't nothin' crackin'
For them niggaz steppin' up with the funk, I'm packin'
'Cuz I be earnin' stripes in tight
All the homies nines, I carry rhymes in sucker punches
What? Tootsie, my don't bend

Just like actor Hoffman, I be dustin' off men often
Jaywalkin' over your with an eleven shot loss
And John wrecked that Austin won't
You're lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like
Stalkin' lofts men to New and in between
So take caution, leave the flossin' for dental
Mental plus my gene equals nasty young
The raps be lung mastered takin' vinyl's

I run shit like Walter Payton
Niggaz player hatin' I spoke like a Dayton
I kick the like Ron Carter at the Carter
When C and B strollin'
Blowin' niggaz up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught
Figure, your stigma is lack of
So bitch-ass niggaz better step like the Delta Sigma

We don't give a fuck, better duck
39 deep in the back of Wino's
Like robbin' in the paint, fool think I
Your crew is on stank, that's why I'm rank
I rev like a motor float on like a boat to a style
Like Tical from here to North
The ambassador of funk amps in the trunk
And when it's time to rock a mic I be no punk

I bring death to the and power to the people
My name 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 up a posse like Paul Revere
Your whole get took out, turned out, shook out
up like a cookout, so fools better look out

Fresh out the box
Sportin' a cap, cut off dickies
And high-top striped socks
The freestyle psychosomatic back at it causin' static
With lyrics still as as a straight jacket
The last in but one of the first to get wit' cha
Bringin' more terror to MC's a Michigan militia
Click, click boom, nigga fuck your

It's the chanky hip-hopper, takin' over in your stage monitor
Socket you think that you can fuck mine in your wildest dreams
You best to wake up and
Niggaz penetentiary yearn me 'cuz I like Parker
But anyway, half of couldn't see me with a pair of Blu Blockers
The lyrical stalker stalkin' at night in a pair of creased Khakis
Taylors, my pistol grip tight
Dub-C, that nigga Westside mad circle

Ay man, ay ay, up Wino?
Uh, like loc, it's late, let's get the fuck up out of here
Are we Yeah, yeah, fuck it
Fuck it, mad bitch