And I'm still bucking with my muthafuckin' tone Niggas you can't handle this so leave this alone I'm the type of nigga right even when I'm wrong Jump out
1962 I used to cop 'em, but I had to drop 'em Get aboard shaky ground, still I roam the compound Like the saint, remember who I am I might just rob the
King I came to New York, out of West VA. They call me Shorty Locin, I'm deadly and I don't play Like Willy Watson I fucked 'em and I knocked 'em Straight
dead soldier) Be a coward, put yo' hands to the moon When my glocks rang out, the niggaz came out boom Who wanna see me in the challenge? So merciless I
street got a stop sign Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine? Even when I'm goin' through hard times I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for
evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night I'll put the dick to your wife And I'm the Jesus of your
until it fell through Kill the survivors then raise the dead for shock value By the time the pending settlements fully negotiated (yeah I'll...) I'll
And now I wanna clap shit (uh) I reign supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya
And now I wanna clap shit (Uh) I reign supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya
it, I brings havoc with my hectic Bring the Pain lyrics screamin' for the antiseptic Movin' on your left kid, and I'm method, out my fuckin' dome piece
frog, with his arms and legs outspread. I gazed at the coffin I'd brought for him, and I gazed at the gruesome dead, And at last I spoke: "Bill liked
own, Check it, I brings havoc with my hectic, Bring the Pain lyrics screamin for the antiseptic, Movin on your left kid and I'm method out my fuckin dome piece, Plus I
t even get to bail him out [cardan] I can't believe this nigga hud tried to blame it on me We on the i-95, three jars on my seat I'm hopin' cops don'
Check it, I brings havoc with my hectic Bring the Pain lyrics screamin' for the antiseptic Movin' on your left kid, and I'm methted, out my fuckin' dome piece Plus I
Amputated all the turn coats, and get cremated Never been B-rated, my 5 plated is how I get fights I have your family driving in the daytime wit they head lights I'm
O Check it, I brings havoc with my hectic Bring the Pain lyrics screamin for the antiseptic Movin on your left kid, and I'm methted, out my fuckin dome