Sckrill this is how we do it "that's right"
Shake it all you haters making Sckrill this is how we do it "that's right"
Shake it all you busters making Sckrill this is how we do it.
Shake it all you niggas making Sckrill this is how we do it.
[Ant Banks]
How we do it, I mean this is how we do it for the wild to the Yay baby
All motherfucking day, y'all know, this is not the feeling
All right, MC-motherfucking-Ren The villain
Dollar Bill, the money making ass motherfucker from the town
All right, hey you nigga, the Big-Bad-Azz and me, Bitch!
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You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette, play on playette
Yo dre, drop the verse
It's going down, fade to blackstreet
The homies got rb, collab' creations
Bump like acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch
As long as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn't catch me ass out
Tell me who can stop when dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavor
With the homies blackstreet and teddy
The original rump shakers
Shorty get down, good lord
Baby got 'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
I think about the girl all the time
East side to the west side
Pushin' phat rides, it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile
Catchin' feelings is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Curve's the words, spins the verbs
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You gotta pay to play
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way
I like the way you work it
Trumped tight all day, every day
You're blowing my mind, maybe in time
Baby, I can get you in my ride
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
'Cause that's my peeps and we row g
Flyin' first class from new york city to blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherfuckin' thing
Cartier wooded frames sported by my shortie
As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring
We be's the baddest clique up on the scene
Ain't you getting bored with these fake ass broads
I shows and proves, no doubt, I be taking you, so
Please excuse, if I come across rude
That's just me and that's how the playettes got to be
Stay kickin' game with a capital g
Axe the peoples on my block, I'm as real as can be
Word is bond, faking jacks never been my flavor
So, teddy, pass the word to your nigga chauncey
I be sitting in car, let's say around 3:30
Queen pen and blackstreet, it's no diggity
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
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Yeah
When I drop the mic it hit the floor like Thor (That's right)
You can't pick it up no more (Don't even try)
Y'all know what it is, y'all know what it was (Yeah)
Y'all know what it shall be
Get smart 'fore the shit start
'Fore it get dark, 'fore they hit you with the pitchfork
Better Crip walk (Crip walk), this is real talk
Smoke kush and bush, then we peel off (Eugh)
Niggas still rollin' with the wheels off (Eugh)
Always lookin' out for the crisscross
I'm a bigger boss than Rick Ross
Always winnin', nigga, get lost
It's the warlord, bring the voodoo
When I bail through, it's crazy like Bellevue
What they tell you? (Leave that boy alone) Leave that boy alone
Like Home Alone (Yeah), f*ck a skull and bone
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
That nigga is Russian intelligence (Okay)
When it rains it pours
Did you know the new white was orange?
Boy, you're showing your horns
They're tryin' to replace my halo with thorns
You so basic with your vape stick
Let's go apeshit in the matrix
Arrest the president, arrest the president
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president, arrest the president (Crazy)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
I took back my ice, in all black tonight
That's right, some niggas gotta sacrifice
Not a criminal (No), I'm a seminal (Yeah)
I was free once, now I'm clinical (Crazy)
You so technical, this was Mexico
Now everywhere I go is owned by Texaco (F*ck them)
F*ck them and the rest of you (Hell yeah)
I turn a fruit into a vegetable (Pop you motherfuckers out)
I'ma roll with the aliens
Man, f*ck these homo sapiens
They don't really wanna make friends (Hell no)
All they want is a Mercedes Benz (Hell yeah)
All they want is they dividends
And decibels, f*ck these citizens
They'll treat us like hooligans
Throw 'em in, they don't care what school he in
These people don't play fair
It ain't even fair at the state fair
Give a young nigga grey hair
That's why I'm here, make your ass lay there
Punk, you better stay there
Close your fucking eyes like it's day care
Make myself clearer than Shakespeare
I'm here to take money even fake hair
So desperate is what I'm left with
For the record you affected
Who you elected is so septic
So full of shit, I can't accept it
Arrest the president (Woo), arrest the president (Woo)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Nigga)
Arrest the president (Nigga), arrest the president (Nigga)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
I reside on the Westside (Westside)
I murder with my third eye (Third eye)
Niggas so fly, get a bird's eye (Ahh, ahh)
I make 'em scream bloody murder
Let's meet at the White House (Come on)
Run in and turn the lights out
Man, they treat it like a trap house (Yeah)
These motherfuckers never take the trash out (Damn)
They just cash out and mash out
Nigga take your drugs and pass out (Shut the f*ck up)
Niggas love to go that fast route (Yeah)
I see you and your black ass, get out
Homie, you play too much (Yeah)
While these devils, they doin' way too much (Much)
Most of 'em won't say too much
While they steady planin'? God knows what (God knows what)
That's why I roll with the real ones
Real ones tryin' to reach millions
Real ones tryin' to make billions
Real ones dressed like civilians
Arrest the president, arrest the president
Arrest the president, you got the evidence (Woo)
Arrest the president (Woo), arrest the president (Woo)
Arrest the president, you got the evidence
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What the f*ck is this shit?
Baby, you see this shit?
It's like some, it's like some walkin' dead mother fuckers
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
Hand me that thang right there
(You will not replace us)
(You will not replace us)
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Here they come though
(Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
If you stay ready, you ain't got to get ready
Blast like confetti, nigga, cut like a machete
You just spent your fetty on a mother fuckin' Chevy
I'm buyin' somethin' heavy, turn the ass into spaghetti
From another planet, no, it's not the Serengeti
More than a African, I am planetary
Bitches think this commentary is military
I kill you and I bury you with the steel that I carry
Now, if he a fascist, I'ma bash his head in
Cock it back, boy, and put the lead in
All you evil forces wit'cha tiki torches
Shove 'em up your ass, freaky intercourses
They try to lie, say I'm hearin' voices
Apocalypse Now, rollin' with the horses
Hit the alt right with a fog light
See that red sheet? Used to be all white
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
F*ck a Trump supporter talkin' 'bout law and order
But all you wanna do is go f*ck up reporters
Build a damn wall then f*ck up the borders
Hate to see a motherfuckin' nigga with a quarter
Hate to see a nigga wit'cha ugly ass daughter
They feed you bread and water, get you ready for the slaughter
That's why your homeboy just went out and bought her
AR-15, I can make the bitch sing
Ain't no nigga shit, it's some bigger shit
Who can give a shit about white privilege?
Throw your hands up
Pull your pants up
You can't fight in that tight shit, man up
Nigga, stand up
Have you forgotten? Have you pickin' cotton, better get the socket
And if you think Ice Cube give a shit about they statues covered in pigeon shit
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
On my way home, talkin' on my iPhone
Mother fuckers tried to kill me with a fuckin' drone
They think I'm Al Capone with a natural comb
You just a clone of the original chromosome
Me? I'm just a student of the Terradome
You? You just recruitin' for the skull and bones
Me? I do karate on Illuminati
You can view the body
I'm at a pool party
Hah, yeah
I know you internet hoes been suckin' on a lot of shit
But don't worry 'bout me, cuz ain't part of they club
We gon' chase down the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
Stay ready (Stay ready, stay ready, stay ready)
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Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope) (There's no prescription to this addiction)
I'm like a bad drug (Just a dope face decision, sleep with the pigeons)
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope) (there's no intervention, just prevention)
I'm like a bad drug (My incision will separate you from your pension)
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope) (takin' you to the E.M.S.)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
If you f*ck with me, I'm like some headache weed
I'm like your favorite dope mixed with antifreeze
I'll attack your brains, I'll collapse your veins
Have you actin' strange like a dog with the mange
Worse than cocaine, it's that Kurt Cobain
Make you go insane, make your world go bang
There's no prescription for my encryption
There's only addiction to this non-fiction
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
Bad dope
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up (lay off that)
Bad dope
Don't even start, boy, I'll get you sparked
Make you lose all your shit, now you livin' at the park
Cracks heads are blackheads
Meth heads are left dead
Bitches on that bad dope, heard they give the best head
Oh, shit, bad trip, battery acid
Now you lookin' old as f*ck, face made of plastic
I serve you, way towards you, pay for it with face sores
Now you walkin' around skin like alligator
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope, gotta lay off that)
I'm like a bad drug (bad dope)
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up (bad dope, gotta lay off that)
Grip it, hit it
Vomit, shit it
Smoke it, choke it, bitch, poke it
Dirty needle, mosquito, I can fly like a beetle
I'm the Beatles, I am Tito
I am Michael, think I'm psycho
On them pills, in them hills ridin' on that motorcycle
Crazy nigga, let me hit it, gotta have it 'fore I stab it
Silly rabbit, snatch and grab it
I got a fuckin' habit
Steal from momma, pills from momma
If I die, send the bill to momma
I ain't shit, never be Obama
Dope head, nigga, never be Obama
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up (hit me with that fire)
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope, smoke this at your own rist)
I'm like a bad drug (smoke this guaranteed shit)
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I'm like a bad drug
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up (futuristically hood)
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope, gotta lay off that)
I'm like a bad drug (bad dope)
I'm a bad drug about to f*ck you up (bad dope, gotta lay off that)
There's intervention, just prevention
My incision will separate you from your pension
I'm takin' you to the abyss
Drag you under, drown you
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Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
When my story is over and my song is done
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets
To most of these tricks I'm a mother fuckin' treat
What's beef? I ain't got no beef
See all that bitchin'? It taste like chicken
And all these chickens? They get plucked
And nobody wants to see the volcano erupt
I'm down with Daz 'cause everythang is Kurupt
I'm celebrated every time I pull up
You hella hated, every time you look up
I'm elevated to rapper's deluxe
They love me, dawg, 'cause I'm one of a kind
This is God's plan, homie, it ain't mine
See, this ain't about dyin', it's all about shinin'
It's all about climbin' a hill of diamonds
I know that you feel it, I know that you felt it
'Cause a nigga gon' live 'til a nigga can't help it
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
(They love me, dawg)
When my story is over and my song is done
(They love me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters
All I got is mother fuckers tellin' me I'm the greatest
All I got is those fly ass suits and gators
Nobody servin' Cube but maids and waiters
Nobody tryin' to take my life
All these bitches tryna do is replace my wife
But you hoes ain't cold enough to f*ck with Ice
Like Kim she'll run circles 'round you bitches twice
Now, it might get funky but it won't get ugly
Niggas might not like me but they still love me
Niggas might talk shit, they whisper and huddle
'Cause they know my rebuttal might leave a puddle
Now the streets is talkin' until they see me walkin' up the block, then the bullshit stop
Anything I do, don't take it personal
'Cause when a nigga gone, that shit ain't reversible
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
(They love me, dawg)
When my story is over and my song is done
(They love me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end
I'm the bastard that spit the acid
F*ck a funeral home and a casket
F*ck a funeral song and a procession
Keep God on your dome and count your blessings
Keep the hood in your heart but heaven on your mind
Shake 'em up and roll seven every time
Pick 'em up, yup, stick 'em up
Every time you see me got a different color cup
This ain't about dyin', it's all about livin'
It's all about makin' everyday Thanksgivin'
It's all about givin', about stayin' driven
It ain't about you, it's about these children
So when a nigga die, stop cryin' and ventin'
Will somebody in here bump George Clinton?
Will somebody in here hug my fam?
Don't worry about me, you know where I am
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone
I know the streets will shed tears for me
(They love me, dawg)
When my story is over and my song is done
(They love me, dawg)
I know the streets will shed tears for me
The end