[Hook: Dr. Ama] Haters you can hate, birds you can come inside my gate Cuz when the label drop this plate We gonna blow, then we'll be straight
[Dr. Ama] Out of S.I.N.Y., where a dudes attitude kinda fucked up Tell you pa, rap stars know you get stuck up Other niggas wanna pop shit from a distance Listen, shit pops, you get popped, come up missing Use glocks, to unscrew tops, son, them snitches Her twat, all you get is cock, fuck them bitches State facts, stay right and exact, no apology Love to get my duck sick, fuck chicks periodically Coke and a smile, keep 'em open and wild She's a pro, this ho deepthroat and with style Niggas wanna wife 'em and buy 'em the ring Fake thugs, mean mugging, you'se a comedy king A broke boogie night nigga, best to run the facts, nigga Yappin' out your flap, have a nigga laying flat Slugs hit your gut, exit out your back That's that, now your love ones dressed in black Rounds and rounds we throw If you want beef, then my heat gon' blow It can be a nigga, or it can be a hoe You wanna show your ass, then my guns go blast, that's for though
[Chorus 2X: Dr. Ama] Rounds and rounds, we throw When will the beef stop? We don't know When it come to weed, burn haze or 'dro When it come to these streets, gotta keep the heat, for sho
[Kemotherapy] I spit lava, hot ass, heat burning rocks Playing in my fields like playing with two glocks Cop hot potato, murder one, no play, yo I'm quiet, but I will lay you down Understand, now, I see life That's how it be, right, who a smooth lay back nigga Love smoking, love liquor And I love a good time, don't get it wrong, nigga But I'm quick to jump, quick to give a nigga a thump Quick to leave ya ass slump, and throw your ass in the trunk Duct taped up, shut the fuck up, I spray mace in your face Come through and turn it up at your wake, what
[Chorus 2X]
[R.B.I.] Watch that left when I hit, cuz I'm tired of your shit It's been a long time coming, you gon' stumble when I hit Got a style that's physically fit to push bricks Never force it, ease right in and move quick Ill defense, my pretense can never be lies Rock your not, the truth, then, split your eyes Risky Business, that's me, make you remember When I square you up, smash your face, from here to December 2007, the born year, we open the gate Fate won't let you stop me, I'm one of the greats Been listening for a minute, and I'm not impressed You not gon' like me, I wear the truth on my vest I fight well, but I can spark those, watch those toes Aim tight, a sharp pro, watch your hoe You whistling your words cuz your mouth got Twisted in the scrap, and your security's taking it in the back, nigga
[Chorus 2X]
[Vexe'd] I be all quick like The Matrix, no doubt or basic You low like an old musket, flowned and rusted Be my style out, in the rain, a drop wouldn't touch it Play the game, on some rugged attitude, fuck it I don't give a shit, nah, grow like a pit Still bite when bit, make a bitch nigga, quit Make a nigga bitch toss it up like Makaveli Alize and Henny, brought the thug outta shorty So I put a thug in her, you know how we do Left the spot, blowing smoke, damn near blue Got in the V, took the key and the blood money Lay it on the line, let it just dry when sunny You spilled Crys', now ain't shit funny, I got this wrapped Like a mummy, honey's stay bent over on her knees, for me Just in case, I wait late night, a little horny You know the style, doggie, if you feeling froggy, jump up
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[Dr. Ama] Out of S.I.N.Y., where a dudes attitude kinda fucked up Tell you pa, rap stars know you get stuck up Other niggas wanna pop shit from a distance Listen, shit pops, you get popped, come up missing Use glocks, to unscrew tops, son, them snitches Her twat, all you get is cock, fuck them bitches State facts, stay right and exact, no apology Love to get my duck sick, fuck chicks periodically Coke and a smile, keep 'em open and wild She's a pro, this ho deepthroat and with style Niggas wanna wife 'em and buy 'em the ring Fake thugs, mean mugging, you'se a comedy king A broke boogie night nigga, best to run the facts, nigga Yappin' out your flap, have a nigga laying flat Slugs hit your gut, exit out your back That's that, now your love ones dressed in black Rounds and rounds we throw If you want beef, then my heat gon' blow It can be a nigga, or it can be a hoe You wanna show your ass, then my guns go blast, that's for though
[Chorus 2X: Dr. Ama] Rounds and rounds, we throw When will the beef stop? We don't know When it come to weed, burn haze or 'dro When it come to these streets, gotta keep the heat, for sho
[Kemotherapy] I spit lava, hot ass, heat burning rocks Playing in my fields like playing with two glocks Cop hot potato, murder one, no play, yo I'm quiet, but I will lay you down Understand, now, I see life That's how it be, right, who a smooth lay back nigga Love smoking, love liquor And I love a good time, don't get it wrong, nigga But I'm quick to jump, quick to give a nigga a thump Quick to leave ya ass slump, and throw your ass in the trunk Duct taped up, shut the fuck up, I spray mace in your face Come through and turn it up at your wake, what
[Chorus 2X]
[R.B.I.] Watch that left when I hit, cuz I'm tired of your shit It's been a long time coming, you gon' stumble when I hit Got a style that's physically fit to push bricks Never force it, ease right in and move quick Ill defense, my pretense can never be lies Rock your not, the truth, then, split your eyes Risky Business, that's me, make you remember When I square you up, smash your face, from here to December 2007, the born year, we open the gate Fate won't let you stop me, I'm one of the greats Been listening for a minute, and I'm not impressed You not gon' like me, I wear the truth on my vest I fight well, but I can spark those, watch those toes Aim tight, a sharp pro, watch your hoe You whistling your words cuz your mouth got Twisted in the scrap, and your security's taking it in the back, nigga
[Chorus 2X]
[Vexe'd] I be all quick like The Matrix, no doubt or basic You low like an old musket, flowned and rusted Be my style out, in the rain, a drop wouldn't touch it Play the game, on some rugged attitude, fuck it I don't give a shit, nah, grow like a pit Still bite when bit, make a bitch nigga, quit Make a nigga bitch toss it up like Makaveli Alize and Henny, brought the thug outta shorty So I put a thug in her, you know how we do Left the spot, blowing smoke, damn near blue Got in the V, took the key and the blood money Lay it on the line, let it just dry when sunny You spilled Crys', now ain't shit funny, I got this wrapped Like a mummy, honey's stay bent over on her knees, for me Just in case, I wait late night, a little horny You know the style, doggie, if you feeling froggy, jump up
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