[Chorus-2x] Prime Time is a Bad Mother Fucker Kangol Slim is a Bad Mother Fucker Mista Menor is a Bad Mother Fucker That 17th, that's a Bad Mother Fucker
[Mista Menor] I'm a fool, like them Rally Kings from the old school Deck out, I'm bout to rep out, you better step out The Bull rang I'm finna stank You see my nuts? I'ma let 'em hang If I'm the King boy rappin' just my thang I love it, that's why I does it, I mean I do it I'm true to it, you new to it, you Young Bucks Better stay back or get smacked Fill the rat, tat, tat, tat, from the Gat Boy I lay yo ass flat Ain't nothin' new under the sun, nor the moon See if death hit you ass, you might think you dyin' soon But if you doomed, then you playin' with that AK Spitter That Hard Right Hitter, some of South Coast Nigga So how the fuck you figure you could disrespect me? Lil' Red from P-N-C, boy split you in three, fuck two have ya whole crew Lookin' for you, talkin' bout What 'Cha Gone Do? Nigga What 'Cha Wanna Do? Say what
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[Prime Time] I know you scared to flex up, you never will know Until you get bold and tough Enough of this bullshit that I'm hearin' Scared to get next to Prime, cause ya fear him Or even near him, but it wasn't No Murder She Wrote I quote to that note, I bless so much, that I got more fans then the Pope Even them 4-0, I'm just that dope, try'na approach PT and get broke up
[Kangol Slim] PT tell 'em what'cha bout
[Prime Time] Quicker to call you bluff with that gangsta stuff Heard ya been lot of gaggin' But I ain't havin' it, my Mother love me But never trust me, cause quick to grab me It's a habit that I done picked up on To carry a chrome, since we hidin' Nobody taught me right from wrong The good got to suffer for the bad is this world You avoid the hip, I promise they get splift and On the radio yo name be annoucnin' But ya still bouncin', I got more paper then you boys every counted Worse then Terminator lookin' for Sarah Conners
[Kangol Slim] God bless a nigga, that is try'na creep Why? cause I'ma lay this nigga down six feet deep And I got the nine and the meter on the seat And I bust his head, and leave his brains in the street Ride off into the Sunset, even Lil' Wayne sayin' Kangol ya did that? You Split his wig back All about makin' mine, get in my way and in yo face is gonna be a nine When you awake, I never did fuck with a nigga So I feel a nigga shouldn't fuck with me If he do may he Rest In Peace
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[Chorus-2x] Prime Time is a Bad Mother Fucker Kangol Slim is a Bad Mother Fucker Mista Menor is a Bad Mother Fucker That 17th, that's a Bad Mother Fucker
[Mista Menor] I'm a fool, like them Rally Kings from the old school Deck out, I'm bout to rep out, you better step out The Bull rang I'm finna stank You see my nuts? I'ma let 'em hang If I'm the King boy rappin' just my thang I love it, that's why I does it, I mean I do it I'm true to it, you new to it, you Young Bucks Better stay back or get smacked Fill the rat, tat, tat, tat, from the Gat Boy I lay yo ass flat Ain't nothin' new under the sun, nor the moon See if death hit you ass, you might think you dyin' soon But if you doomed, then you playin' with that AK Spitter That Hard Right Hitter, some of South Coast Nigga So how the fuck you figure you could disrespect me? Lil' Red from P-N-C, boy split you in three, fuck two have ya whole crew Lookin' for you, talkin' bout What 'Cha Gone Do? Nigga What 'Cha Wanna Do? Say what
[Chorus-2x]
[Prime Time] I know you scared to flex up, you never will know Until you get bold and tough Enough of this bullshit that I'm hearin' Scared to get next to Prime, cause ya fear him Or even near him, but it wasn't No Murder She Wrote I quote to that note, I bless so much, that I got more fans then the Pope Even them 4-0, I'm just that dope, try'na approach PT and get broke up
[Kangol Slim] PT tell 'em what'cha bout
[Prime Time] Quicker to call you bluff with that gangsta stuff Heard ya been lot of gaggin' But I ain't havin' it, my Mother love me But never trust me, cause quick to grab me It's a habit that I done picked up on To carry a chrome, since we hidin' Nobody taught me right from wrong The good got to suffer for the bad is this world You avoid the hip, I promise they get splift and On the radio yo name be annoucnin' But ya still bouncin', I got more paper then you boys every counted Worse then Terminator lookin' for Sarah Conners
[Kangol Slim] God bless a nigga, that is try'na creep Why? cause I'ma lay this nigga down six feet deep And I got the nine and the meter on the seat And I bust his head, and leave his brains in the street Ride off into the Sunset, even Lil' Wayne sayin' Kangol ya did that? You Split his wig back All about makin' mine, get in my way and in yo face is gonna be a nine When you awake, I never did fuck with a nigga So I feel a nigga shouldn't fuck with me If he do may he Rest In Peace
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