[Chorus: + (Chino XL)] Girl that's a fly (I told you so) come up with the rhyme nigga (Yo, I told you so) Lyrically he crucifies niggaz (Yo, I you so) Chino's here, bye bye niggaz, ha hah! (Yo, it out) Girl that's a fly nigga (Yeah, I you so) Daddy come up the rhyme nigga (Yo, I told you so) Lyrically he crucifies niggaz (Bust it, I you so) here, bye bye niggaz, ha hah! (Peep it, yo, yo)
XL] Multiplicty, out my clones Rap's turnin out more sweet proteges than Jones My style shoes: never touched the ground My IQ so high it ain't no number it's a I'm Jim Brown in his day, toughest nigga to leave your brains hangin out like Chris Rock's adam's apple I'm so rare, battlin Chino's like niggaz talk about it but they don't really wanna go there I'm hooked in leather, never Create more tracks than and Monica's weaves put together This to whoever if you rhyme like a daughter of You sound me so much I think my sperm's in your water supply With a war to survive I slaughter and Creating a torture guy be forced and And duplicated and I autograph a girl's bra, I dont want no men in shit, let's have a
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XL] On everything that I love, I rap genres.. Fatter than Khan was XL excederin verbal sealed for tamperin me the Master P of God like Kirk Frank-lin Shoot 'em shank 'em and burn skin Blast for laughs at actions Skill is a blessin you cowards could only You ain't an like comic books, you an ex-man like RuPaul Run through y'all leave y'all than Ken dolls You wanna start friction? Play Don and and.. .. end up gettin fucked like Rhames in "Pulp Fiction" My rhymes hot they just might trigger the system Like freaks that Eddie Murphy, call you comin up missin Now you gonna listen?! Or do I to remind you? punch a hole through your chest and give a pound to the man you Killin you and the nigga signed you like my Dad invented murder I rhyme til a torture to me, exhaust like a catalytic converter It's sad for me to admit I of, you, such a fake one There's so gay rappers they probably diss me cause I'm the one Plus can't trick the light-skinned nigga with the long hair With Nick Cage in an airplane these hoes couldn't +Con
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XL] Yo, yo, you raise up? Now that takes bravery I house niggaz light-skinned-ed Africans durin slavery I detonate crazily, a bomb, military disable me So in the cypher I got Lucifer ashamed of me who you proclaim to be, better reconsider Turned on and Goldberg was like "Chino that's a big nigga" I a thousand deaths to possess skills such as this With delivery like where Arabs live: Sliding in events riding of limos with tints Been rhyming Timberland trees were seeds; Burger King was Prince run for the fence, click clack on all you rats I shoot like I'm Ray Charles with loaded gats (Shit) The fact is, I'm one of them crazy kids Like Jesus in the army but I earn my stripes like the H.I.V. I'm positive you don't wanna test I leave rappers confused homeless cats on house arrest
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