(Intro)(Sauce Money Ras Kass Sheek Louch) (S) What we going to do right we going to start this mother fucker of in brooklyn best style you heard me (R) (Sauce mother fuckin) (S) Then I am going to past it to my nigga and we going to swing over to the y.o. you know (R)(SL) (Ruff ryder style)(Sheek Louch) (S) Then we going to pass it to my other nigga and we going to do it west side style you know (R) (West side)
[Verse One: Sauce Money] I spit solely for the guacemole Come through and make a rapper do a back flip rock a rolly and Reach for my glock slowly if you try to interfere on how I stack chips I take chicks to the tele just a happy fan Now she wanna get a glimpse of my magic hand She said she like the way it stretch out like plastic man Sauce money tell me where would you have it land Told shorty look I got to get back to my grands Hurry up I am in the rush like jackie chan Married woman, single or engaged, hood rats still got them to creep Now we rock them to sleep Because we got the best songs that pesese charm Besides if you tricky you just chance head strong Rappers better respect dawns and ex-cons and keep your vest on this is how we speak with teflon
[Verse Two: Sheek Louch] Aiyyo it's Sheek Louch nigga and I will pop till y'all gone Only thing I knew niggaz popped and it's gone And y'all might pop shit but that's about it What you know about guns that come out my sleeve And bullets that fly around your head like bee's That will hit you and leave holes the size of pee's jes When I flow it's like tae-kwon-doe On some do-jo and it just a hobby How fuck Daniel-san going to beat Mr. Miyagi Wax on wax off with a knock out or better I leave three threw t
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[Verse One: Sauce Money] I spit solely for the guacemole Come through and make a rapper do a back flip rock a rolly and Reach for my glock slowly if you try to interfere on how I stack chips I take chicks to the tele just a happy fan Now she wanna get a glimpse of my magic hand She said she like the way it stretch out like plastic man Sauce money tell me where would you have it land Told shorty look I got to get back to my grands Hurry up I am in the rush like jackie chan Married woman, single or engaged, hood rats still got them to creep Now we rock them to sleep Because we got the best songs that pesese charm Besides if you tricky you just chance head strong Rappers better respect dawns and ex-cons and keep your vest on this is how we speak with teflon
[Verse Two: Sheek Louch] Aiyyo it's Sheek Louch nigga and I will pop till y'all gone Only thing I knew niggaz popped and it's gone And y'all might pop shit but that's about it What you know about guns that come out my sleeve And bullets that fly around your head like bee's That will hit you and leave holes the size of pee's jes When I flow it's like tae-kwon-doe On some do-jo and it just a hobby How fuck Daniel-san going to beat Mr. Miyagi Wax on wax off with a knock out or better I leave three threw t
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