Yes sir, just the of his voice 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 writer of the 21st century I make thought provokin' shit y'all question whether he fallin' off I'ma really confuse on this one, follow
When them come down, chicks tops come down when them shots come out, make cops come around When them blocks out I can wake up a small town off the block then I make my mall rounds
Stares get exchanged then the fifth out The tough guy disappear, then the bitch out "That's him", I'm what they whisper 'bout what chick he with or his chip amount
'Cause I been doin' this CHiPs was out Watchin' Erik Estrada, up at the Ramada full of powder, AC broke 'Bout to another shower on my twenty-fifth hour
Lee's everywhere, game on the flight You see me anywhere, day in the life thing changed the tail number on the flight I can touch and take off the same night
I'm so bossy, get off me get off me, you can't get shit off me I'm so flossy, no 6's or Laid back, Maybach's, don't even to me
This is that shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, precise, c'mon I got ignorant shit you love Nigga fuck shit, puta and drugs, c'mon
I got that ignorant you need Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, I'm only tryin' to give you what you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, front
all actors, lookin' at themselves in the mirror backwards Can't face themselves, don't fear no rappers They're all weirdos, in practice So don't believe everythin' your captures, it's mostly backwards
Unless it to be as accurate as me And everythin' in song you happen to see Then actually, believe 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, you wheels for legs I'm a K I L E R, see y'all in hell Shoot niggaz through the E.R.
Whoa, ain't B.R., no S.C. CEO, the next Lyor, no The next leader of the whole 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 Ice Cube, B. Sig' so rude Tell a get these nuts, eat dick like food
Now see if I if this verse get aired Even if you it, the curse is there, yeah I'm so raunchy, get off me my flea collar on, you lil' ticks get off me
I missed the part when it stopped 'bout Imus What do my lyrics got to do this shit 'Scarface' the did more than Scarface the rapper to me So that to blame for all the shit that's happened to me
Are you what I'm spittin' Is worse than these celebrataunts showin' they kittin', you Let's stop the we all without sin, let's quit the pulpittin'
'Scarface' the did more than Scarface the rapper to me So ain't to blame for all the shit that's happened to me Now the bullshittin' 'Til we all sin, let's quit the pulpittin', c'mon
This is that shit you like Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, trick precise, I got that shit you love Nigga fuck shit, maricn and drugs, c'mon
I got that shit you need fuck shit, ass bitch, trick plus weed, c'mon I'm only tryin' to give you what you Nigga fuck shit, ass bitch, you like it, don't
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