It's that ridiculous flow, I never let go gettin' knocked out is part of my show Let 'em who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler Triangular, push-up the hillside
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the Now let his ass go, look out below It's a tale of two cities, out when the sun go down We officially not around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a in a pine box With my fresh pressed khakis in a So heat box all day in a face And all you bitches see the dick that you hate
Call it what you call it I'm a alkaholik it if you really want it Ain't gotta put no on it
Call it what you wanna it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it gotta put no extras on it
Yo, I'm in the zone and gone Got the blown, boom, Oklahoma Watch the aroma, catch those who me My underground dirty on dune buggies
I be the type to take your and flaunt it T.Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it Yo, I bang a nigga head his neck pop Do a to a "black cop"
X and E's, out for Get the money, while you stay broker than Al Uhh, give it to y'all, in any Sunday With J. Foxx name the spot, it hot
(I E so much right now) Blow it down bounce off the ropes like J.Snooka Two fly motherfuckers you can't fuck Backed by open bar, so y'all it
it what you wanna call it I'm a fuckin' Bring it if you really it Ain't put no extras on it
it what you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you really it Ain't gotta put no on it
J McEnroe, cam smashin', party I eat MCs like a I'm sockin' niggaz in they I you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, ten G's we need a bag of weed (can you it?) Now we need ten to blow on deez like wind chimes Time to close the blinds you all in mines
I a bottle for the session and did not share it Drink so much captain Mo' all I need is a You took the challenge and lost your balance You underground, we under water, drinkin' liquid by the
Slurred words, vision, brain bustin', head rushin' I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches And still rush the MC who wanna get it it, it's Likwit, Tha Liks and Xzibit
Catash on the the final piece to the puzzle I slap bitches on the ass I slap up out the muzzle I shuffle the microphone, bang rhymes consistent You wack and I'm catash and that's the difference
For instance, "21 and over" set your back standin' where the rocks at Two one, we still young guns that's restless (Thirty niggaz, hoes) And the motherfuckin' guest list
Call it you wanna call it I'm a alkaholik Bring it if you want it Ain't gotta put no on it
it what you wanna call it I'm a fuckin' Bring it if you want it gotta put no extras on it