Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face
New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew
[Fashion]
Hey, you ain`t really you and you ain`t really down
Plus I`m tired of seeing you fucking for they face of ground
`Cause when I sit back and think back of how you found me
It make me react react my fucking yammy
Now I don`t cock, though my mnd is in the sewer
I just kick back six pack and then I do `er
But she gets stuck on crowing like a cat
`Cause the toes got sucked on she don`t know how to act
Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Kevin
Backing hoes was like heaven
Eleven, years later I tried to hide
And hoped they pass me by like I`m the pharycyde
Just let me puff and lounge with my niggas
Don`t have no time to fake funk with triggers
Don`t believe in kids with that puts cat say
Fuck around with Fasion get your whole shit bit
Spend crazy years with the blues pay dues
Before I met the Psycho is in the junk yard juice
But now the crew combined and we can`t be stopped
Going around the globe to collect the props
When I`m in New York, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Com` on, out in Cali, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I`m down in Detroit, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Now when I`m out in Philly, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
[Psycho Les]
I get stoned everyday I gots nothing else to do
I`m getting drunk with my niggas `til the night is thru
And when the night is thru, I won`t have a fucking clue
Of what tomorrow will bring so I pay ten [true]
Yo life`s kind of funny if you don`t make money
Then your days ain`t fuckin sunny
Excuse me for my language
But I`m trying to get my last thing together
And bought the crib to be in my damn bids so never
Acted like I deserve to have it
I whipped I stabbed it I whipped I grabbed it you silly
Rabbit, I`m coming at your door
Tracks behind the stacks better yo I`m brought showa
I`m showa, unlike others wanna pop u
Use a pistol drop dogging that shit you need to stop
`Cause when I approach and you can`t back up
What you said [Toma]
Fly you fucking head like that
Now when I`m in Atlanta, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Texax, uhh, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I`m out in Chicago, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Out in DC, you know what I wanna hear
[Juju]
Real niggas do real things and that`s a fact
And real niggas could lick their hoes in niggas backs
And your life`s down like a heavy price to pay
For some bullshit that you ain`t even had to say
But don`t sweat that, `cause I`m `ma let you keep your head
If I wanted to kill, you`re already be dead
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake
Taking care of business yeah without a doubt
And I`m `ma make a million dollars kid before I`m out
Yeah I gotta give a shout to my peeps in Corona
Going hand to hand gettin` loot on the corner
Life is full of stress and to rest my brain
So I puff the buddha bless and destroy the pain
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake
When I`m in Japan, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I`m out in London, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Hey when I`m in Norway, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
And when I`m out in Paris, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Beatnuts in the house
