[shabaam Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah... As the turn, cash to earn, falonious burn We takin ova, it's our turn, where the burnin? Clear the path, we get more ass than saddle Steal this like the alamo, standoff cowboy style I first, y'all sweet like starburst Bit more you can chew, handle it, street's scandalous Dynasty met, no need to pretend, mix liquor, top shelf With the marvelous Oh you think you the chief now? you how we get down You claim to spit rounds but are you hittin shit Your aim is all off, I make your crew hit Jump in six nigga, it's time to skirt off now You in the wrong part of town to lay law down Play hard now? my niggaz shut it all down You cheap like first down got beef like ground We move the crowd like a pound of the sweetest indo in and x to the z, y'all dead in the sea We ya face crack, like them reebok runnin cats be like yo run it back, bitches be like yo that's phat! Put it down with my fam from the map
Chorus: shabaam sahdeeq Rhyme for believe me we raw with it Cash gotta get it, bag a girl we spit it Our team win it, drop gems for listenin Put your ears to the concrete, feel the on the street
Yo, yo, this is dedicated to the niggaz be hatin me But never can face me, because they for their own safety me? mr. x to the z It's b.y.o.b. cause all the pussy is (pussy's free) And everything else is me and my spreadin the wealth Cross me introduce you to the devil himself See I'm the man layin over japan hack through your laptop Then leave your whole (what the fuck? !? ) And watch you like the bitch you are I'm the mechanic with a bomb that fits your car Ka-boom, now I assume your homies wanna Set em with a thirty-eight, the wrong cat to violate So watch and shabaam start to dilate Anihilate competition, some niggaz got hard And don't listen, they the ones you find missin Better get on the right and play your position See I'm lost, scandalous, Blew your back out because your I'm never music for the mindless Cause I'm hard to the core, and I'll never go consider us the hitmen thats knockin you off
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Yeah, yeah, see I'm ready to a ruckus Try to elevate you motherfuckers to the places the law can't touch us off on your own or with the aid of crutches Anyway you want it to I'm ready for action You get up under my soles, call it fatal attraction Beat you niggaz till you get it right, joe jackson Listen, we here to give the hardcore what lookin for At the same time pimp the game like a fucking
[shabaam In this game here, we got handles Dismantle your chalkboard strategy, check the you gets no shine we dimmin your light Make your heart pump *echoes* when my squad's in got assets and a man that ask bets Lost it all round with the dice, you ain't nice You a sacrifice, guinea pig, you you, get a jokey smurf through the postal
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