sound You a Snitch Nigga, specializin' at bumpin' ya gums Bitch Nigga, countin' all your bricks but all I see is crumbs Snitch Nigga, ain't you tired of running your mouth
sound He just goin' through the motions, he gonna probably beat the case Still I get down on my knees and beg the Lord to let him raise Get up and get my
(Redman) They done called my name (Redman) They done read the four chapters Now I'm back, Brick City, I've been born again Master, hit the switch, Igor
the Gods Then return six billion feet beneath to get cigars My lyrical format sounds off like gun claps Underground, where you need flashlights and hard hats My
close and personal It's just gone get worser now From prada to vocal The tics are too versatile Can't worry 'bout certain sounds That come out these haters mouths
loose so I knew, I'd get her Walked up to her said "My name is $hort just what you've been lookin' for" Pimp is my game, I do it the best Hoe fuck with
kinda loose so I knew I'd get her Walked up to her, said my name is $hort Just what you've been lookin for Pimpin's my game I do it the best Ho fuck
jiggy Hennessy and Crunk Juice mek dem head dizzy dizzy [Verse 2: Lil' Jon] Shorty what's up, Hell nah you aint gon' buck all dat yappin at the mouth
the stores And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing X-box is a god to me A finger on the switch My mother is a bitch My father gave up ever
and tire tread My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool stone The pale moon opens the earth to its bones I long, my darling, for your kiss,
in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key
scalps Swingin' sleep out your mouth How long you been hibernatin'? Too long! You're abiding and aiding a felon, to switch your melon Droppin' grammar
Swingin' sleep out your mouth How long you been hibernatin'? Too long! You're abiding and aiding a felon, to switch your melon Droppin' grammar like
and sniff Dirty tombs diggin' you and my duty Rudy, mighty rap now toss another beauty Truly yours Golden Arms New York native Talk, shankin' my mouth
, he's about to drop some shit now When I first came out many couldn't catch my name Now worldwide, feel the affects, scratch my name Rahzel, now rewind
my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues That's my Sureno blues
show, I pass 'em by You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all good And if you looking for me You can catch me in my hood Just doing my thing
But I need that bang So vibrate my frame FPS my game Have ta do a little switch up Can I play against strange I tell my Biatress to quit yappin' Later
