Well All Rite Cha

Hydro indo(Buddha)

Hah cocoa yo, ya ya yo

I need some brown weed(Lady)

All dayI need some brown weed(Jenny)

I need some cut(Lady, lady)

Now these doors don't open, til after dark(Owoo)

And it ain't 'til twelve 'til the party really starts(Yo, me and my crew had to be in by ten)

Right before the fun was about to begin

Yo yo, one bitten jabberjaws tryin' to taste the

Paper written kids be bullshittin'

I see they flaws

Too many rebels not enough cause for me to pause(Haha)

Them broads love my shitty drawers the finest

Criminal minded put my life behind it you niggaz

Find it hard to swallow poison in the bottle(She too sexy)

So I gotta watch you fast bitches too many tricks

That can give a dick a bad sickness

Yo, yo yo son excuse me?(Yo)

I'm tryin' to earn a million buck or two

The ill MC step in(And who the fuck are you?)

Doc start walkin' bumpin'

M.O.PTo catch a nigga gettin' gassed, puttin' ten on three(Da ruckus)

With the mic

I blast men on sight

So off the hook

Atlantic,

Bell had to go on strike

Doc did it metaphors come kitted

Twenty-twenty vision comes tinted from being so high(So high)

So high so high

Air it out

Iron lung

I be the street soldier ante up

Pull them panties up, party's over, in the cut

Slappin' grudges offa niggaz shoulder bringin' ruck

Like them wild cats at

Villanova hot as fuck

Duke or sober suave bowler soul controller

Of the universe stole a colder than cola

Caps grab your hoodie hat island of stat'

Keep them cats runnin' for they gat, in stormy weather

Gats, right hook, uppercut swollen how

I left your eye

Stage dived, made a mistake, kicked

F.O.IAiyyo hoe doc be keepin a dope show like

MarilynManson the handgun be stashed in the panelling

Jersey drop son watch me whip it like midget

Diggin' in that whole plate and piss on your picnic(Don't nobody move)

Don't nobody start flinchin'

Limo driver roll up the fuckin' partition

Who them niggaz that be rollin' them

Thai, high as a kite?

Gettin' pussy all nite(Well all rite cha)

Yeah yeahWell who them cats you can call on, when you wanna brawl?(Get drunk as hell)

And so on(Well all rite cha)

Yo yoIs funk doc up in the house?(Well all rite cha)

Yo yoHot nix up in the house?(Well all rite cha)

Bricks to stat' hold it down(Well all rite cha)

Yo yo(Mad dick up in your mouth)(Hah, all nite cha)

Yo tical's and doc did it before,

I'll do it again

Snatch spark to the ignition,

I'm screwin' it in(Aiyyo we out!)

Six drop in ten seconds, what?

I'll be the first one on the floor at your wedding reception

B boys gather around and act p noid

Bring the trouble

T roy, to earlobes, keyloid(Terminator two)

Doc after

Sarah conn'

For the barrel bonds(Am I on?)

Tical, you're on

Uhh uhh on, uhh uhh on

Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh on

Got these slim pickin's on my

Charles Dickens

I pack a Mac

To make your back stiffen flip the script

I act different

The eyeball keep your distance warning y'all you don't listen

Bitchin' over shit you ain't gettin'

So finally puttin' in work the big hurt

MC with a social disease and get it first

Enemies feel my energies four centuries of anger

Remember me?(The field nigga)

Too ghetto fabulous rza, sharp, and hazardous

Figure with bad habit can't hold his liquor

Speed like a millipede(Hot nix-on)

Contemplate the non-fiction on loose leaves

Paragraphs, hundred degrees, my pen bleed(Ha)

Showin' you the pain

I feel from holdin' these

Black thoughts, deep rooted, nowadays

They come with batteries included, in wicked ways

Who them niggaz that be rollin them thai, high as a kite?

Gettin pussy all nite(Well all rite cha)

Yeah yeahWell who them cats you can call on, when you wanna brawl?(Get drunk as hell)

And so on(Well all rite cha)

Yo yoIs funk diggy in the house?(Well all rite cha)

Yo yoMeth diggy no doubt(Well all rite cha)

Bricks to stat' hold it down(Well all rite cha)

Yo yoMad dick up in your mouth(All nite cha)

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