You never hear we buckle Beef? we Scuffle over a game of up on my money, man, I gotta see double Unless you trouble Oh, you realer I'm the to cut a peace of soap, put it on the imbecile Crack the hen rock style, give me the grope then I smile That's when they cause they met my balls after I played ball No wash-up, no nothin'. what I say y'all? O.k. y'all. ask aj I'll turn the baddest gay y'all stacy, damn, she was eatin' tracy's ass At this other pad To get it on I had to call up desert My cut-throats scar y'all, while you the don fall But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope paul Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no y'all My crew'll break each I'm that nigga they talk on street soldiers Cause my street are heat holders and weed rollers We two bones and two phones in each rover We all and any beef we over-reactin Peace to lorey actins, but I get buck wild corey jackson Playin' is off, cause y'all about to get hauled off Y'all all soft from nicholi nigga, like volkof Know what I yo? notice the cream grow I fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town el nino I'm the hottest nigga you've though Jumpin outta lex With jimmy jones right to me in the benz truck too
Fuck all y'all I roll wit god, the and ts Out wit the b.s We platinum, they even doubted is 85%, I'm 400 solid Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound Frozen down wit diamond bolders all in the Talk of the Soakin' you down wit the toast 'til you Ghost you and put your corpse in that'll open the ground Save the for the clowns I'm on a tip You playin' and I get furious quick And now I take you for a walk in the Even spark your metal and get outlined in by the devil I rep the borough that mothered this rap I used to shit Now I just lay back and mack on some shit I to have to pack a mack in the back of the acura Now I relax and stack plaques in my shack It's like that but don't think I won't act My is strapped and quick to lay a bitch on his back I'm swift with the mack, quicker kung fu With the reflexes of a cat and the speed of a
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Now a symphony Without me on it, it a symphony My crew shit on cats tiffany N-o-r-e, I just the heat I complain about the track, give me any beat I get hed in the wip on any I fuck wit clue, other is snakes I've been with clue since he made 60 minute tapes We copped mad bottles and many grapes We from the and they from the hood The difference is we get plaques, go double wood Took the right over at the time they could Them silly though, knowin' nore lay pretty low But them ishomos like the maxwell video I got 2 albums and 2 Now bitches on my dick cause of debarge Thugged out's 1st (let's go half on a lady) Ya motherfuckers ain't live, don't the streets I sold 163 thousandon my 1st That I got more fans than you plans than you We buy real coke, your grams is Ai yo, the president is like me, he weed too Don't really to fuck, he just get hed too a broom in your butt, tell you, go head boo Thugged out motherfuckers the rest of the crew Canibus, and punisher too And the beats are usually done by and clue
Who in the hell battle, the ill mathematical? My motherfuckin' brain is IBM Techniques are Far from being My style is hard like cancer without I run threw your crew like the flu when I it My like aids cause don't nobody want it Niggas frontin' they hard But I'm a street fighter like jean And split your shit, god Right down the you like a riddle I got a for titties, I nibble on the nipple Then trespass on your like monopoly Subdue your and beat that ass properly Welcome to the desert annual extravaganza Clue rolls deeper than the cart-rides on I feed off weed, natural sources Lyrics with more than the horses they put in porches be tested or f'ed wit I'm too I off heads just to take the necklace The type of canibus that's effectless The of shit that get the question-mark man arrested evasive action Flip like fractions Turn the heat up on mcs to their meat blacken You try get fly, you get electrified and Fuck around and get mouth slapped dry You could me and possibly survive But you could never see me and walk without a black eye Word up hop, clueminat the cops And if the cops ain't tryin' to see me, then the call swat Scar your whole with bullet scars No barred I'll even hassle the national or not like the fugees Crews be to me But I wipe em' all out booty I'm so unruly, the police say nothin' to me It don't whether they on or off duty I murder you when I spit at you My are unforgivable Look at clueminati did to you The lyrical you minimal There's a big hole in the desert, I told the men in to dig for you ?? Motherfucker 98'