Don't make us check you yes you, just know respect due! (Vinnie) I'm hearin niggas in the game yappin this yappin that Talkin Vinnie don't write and Vinnie can't
armageddon nigga my arms is sweating cause I been busting them model thangs see im good with the weapon plus I really don't like you nigga you whole crew cant bust
I know you know this is Kansas City where nigga life don't mean shit So step to and immediately get yo dome split I pack heat for days run street wit
All mc groups will be cartoons like mother goose No joke I bust back Kid for real, watch your buttcrack Entourages, movin neighborhoods like mr. rogers Slam rhymes on concrete, mash em
we in love she ain't all luvy-duvy Smacks me on the ass and says fast nigga fuck me Don't worry if my babygirl trust me I don't do nothing for her to bust
from screwed up Texas We drive wreckless, and then we peel off You ain't had shit until you smoke sweet tooth in Jack Frost Hit it twice but don't cough
DAMN!! I keep it HYYYYYYPE, BITCH I'M THE MAN! When the FUCK you ever heard somebody say that they don't say my song or that I don't roll on every fuckin
to Rob Bass, just make the music dope Thangs don't change man, it's so remarkable And they don't know how to do it 'cause they don't flow that way Go
got scrubs that give plenty And it don't take much, just some weed and some Remy They'll break ya off quick and won't ask for a penny We stay ridin'
t missin a one [klc] ? ? ? ? and watch a nigga that I'm hangin with go get em and split em And if a nigga don't forget em leave em bust wide open Leave
shot New York, New York, legendary rhyme boss Code name Charley Horse, bust with blind force I smash set it and wreck for cash credit or check You crabs test, can't
this playa, hellin foe rhymes, sayin this Family Scriptures at last remain this stickin that punk yo bank doe. Hear green, or comin real Little C bust'em
for Ball'R Records and ThugLine Caught up in the rapture, we got ya just after one rhyme They don't really wanna get it on They don't wanna see the
/ Believe me, I'm serious dawg/ You straight from the hood, good/ I'm thug, we in every hood/ They don't really want none, they don't want none, just
what's that DMX shit go head put it on my shit From look through my eyes Burning in hell, but don't deserve to be Got niggas I don't even know that
your man 'cuz I'm too tough indubitably, too dust Do you bust? 'Cuz we do you need to ask the people, but quietly But they don't believe until they leave
that DMX shit go head put it on my shit DMX:(from Look Thru my Eyes) Burning in hell, but don't deserve to be Got niggas I don't even know that wanna