It's about to get crazy, hold on baby
No glitz no glam, it's all about the grits and
Gravy, kicking mad flavor
Caught up in the madness nothing can save ya

Swinging from the chandelier
The place is jumping no standing here
Don't hold it back, just let it go
I'm clockin fly girls, I wanna let you know

I get nasty, not trashy
If you're curious, girl, just ask me
What's the difference, lemme tell you
I promise I won't bite, unless you want me to

Now you know I'm a freak, but a gentleman
When I want a taste of the cinnamon
So tell your friends, to bring they friends and they friends
gGet hype for the night here we go again

CHORUS:
It's time to get wild and crazy
There won't be no if's or maybe's
This goes out to the fly ladies
Who want to be my baby

Ready or not the spot is packed
When the party is hot, that's where the action's at
Skinny dippin, all your clothes are gone
There ain't nothing wrong, if all you got is a thong

If that's wrong, I don't wanna be right
If you got tight hips then you're just my type
Girls they be dancing on tables
With bamboo earrings bigger than bagels

Bouncing moving all around
East to west side, down to uptown
Get wild ain't no turning back
Word up, the party is wherever you at

Lights, camera, action it's on
Party 'til the break of dawn, word is bond
Spot is getting hot, and the crowd is getting live
But my crew stay cool, while we let the beat ride

Bounce up and down, left to right
Grab a cutey with a booty and the hips are tight
Like dynamite, she got the boom and pow
I don't need to say nothing they like my style

Yeah baby, are you down with the program
Whine your body, but this ain't a slow jam
Gere's your chance, take it, don't fake it
Just shake it, like you're butt naked

I like the girls, that get freaky with it,
if she's a superfreak, you might see me with it
throwing down, light up the party
I never rock with anything less than a hottie

CHORUS:
Do you like that, tell me do you like that

Check the profile, watch'em go wild
If you didn't know, then you know now
It's the golden child, I got the flavor
I got the rhythm, that y'all are slave to

I got the paper, I got the moves
Always smooth, I can never lose
The lady's choice, the way I'm swinging it
You couldn't handle it, the way I'm bringin' it

Straight to the top, never gonna flop
Looking for sugar and spice, stir up the pot
I'm chilling with the hotties, mixing and mingling
I wanna see you pump it til your earrings start jinglin'

She got hips, that she whips real fast
She got a bumper that'll give you whiplash
I get busy, and I get that cash
We can get busy if you shake that

CHORUS

She got hips, that she whips real fast
She got a bumper that'll give you whiplash
I get busy, and I get that cash
We can get busy if you shake that shake that
She got hips, that she whips real fast
She got a bumper that'll give you whiplash
I get busy, and I get that cash
We can get busy if you shake that

VERSE 1
Fee fie foe fum, stomping through the slums
Here I come, here I come, grabbing up your crumbs
Diggin' in your pockets, bread in your baskets
I gotta have it, getting mines is a habit

Running up in your space, spitting in your face like mace
I got the flavour, they want a taste
I don't give a what what what
Try to step up and get buck buck buck

Press your luck, run up try to take what I got
I got burners that stay hot
I guarantee, I got what you need
Ain't nothing free, I got mouths to feed

That's me, myself and I, the trinity
Raw and uncut, that's how I really be
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat

CHORUS
We stompin' through, coming for you
And you, and you, and you, and you
(4X)

BRIDGE
(Indeterminable Lyrics)

VERSE 2
Chop up and roll up the cabbage, puff it and
Pass it, under pressure, blow a gasket
Steaming, while I'm schemin' the next plot
Locking down the whole block make it burning hot

Rush the spot, the whole squad hungry
We going out for the stash, run the jewels and money
Ain't nothing funny, my fingerprint's grungy
And crazy, might even bungee jump with a bungee

And still bounce back, give you a smack
Reload and clack, clack, clack, lay you flat
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat

CHORUS

Intro
Ayo, yah we got it like that
Ayo, yah the Pockets stay fat
Ayo, (DJ Scratch "Here We Go!)

Verse 1
A party ain't a party if the girls ain't acting naughty
Pick a hotty, grab a drink I'm going in like kamikaze
Say wassup to my posse, they kickin' it like karate
blowing up the spot while we chillin' is just a hobby

Herbs try to copy, as they watch me and jock me
Acting all cocky, but their style's kinda sloppy
Stop me, they can't do it, I get into it
They shoulda' knew it, they blew it, stop actin stupid

Chorus
Ayo, yah we got it like that
Ayo, yah the Pockets stay fat
Ayo, shorty, won't you bring that back
Turn around one time, shake that feminine fat

Verse 2
Fly honeys never showed love, til they saw a brother blow up
Jealous cats talkin' foul better slow up
Put the dough up, not for nothing, I got them jumping
I'm poppin' bra straps you ain't popping nothing

Just bluffin', huffin' and puffin', ain't saying a word
Come around poppin that you get kicked to the curb
Forget what you heard, or get tapped on the chin
So just chill, pass the herb, say word and take it in

Chorus
Ayo, yah we got it like that
Ayo, yah the Pockets stay fat
Ayo, shorty, won't you bring that back
Turn around one time, shake that feminine fat

(DJ Scratch "Here We Go!")

Let's light, the tree up, illuminate, the whole block
let it shine, so Santa knows where to stop
got stuffing and the gravy, coming off the stovetop
carolers singing while the jingle bells rock

deck the halls, deck the halls, wreath on the door
I can drink as much eggnog as you can pour
with cinnamon, putting ribbons on a box
plus I got the fireplace lined up with socks

spark it up, frankincense and myrrh
jack frost nipping so I'm rocking toques and furs
I make snow angels in a bboy stance
I don't need a toboggan just the seat of my pants

watch me rock it, y'all, watch me rock it
hold the mistletoe for a kiss, don't drop it
I hope Santa knows and he's impressed
I ain't been a good boy, I been the best

CHORUS:
X, M, A, S
what makes winter so fresh
X, M, A, S
digging into presents making a mess
X, M, A, S
sugarplums and the turkey sweats
X, M, A, S
now that's what makes winter so fresh

here we go, here we go, let it snow, let it snow
candy cane on the brain let the champagne flow,
looking outside it's like shaking up a snowglobe
stuff my stockings with goodies please no coal

throw confetti up, it's a party with poinsettia
turkey got me lying down, belly up
little drummer boy drummin the funky drum
pa rum pum pum pum, popcorn string strummed

chestnuts roasting, sugarplums dancing,
gingerbread house crashed for the icing
hanging ornaments, tinsel and trimmings
it's kinda chilly, even Frosty got mittens

watch me rock it, y'all, watch me rock it
hold the mistletoe for a kiss, don't drop it
I hope Santa knows and he's impressed
I ain't been a good boy, I been the best

Dressed to impress got the miniskirt workin'
They wanna peak behind the curtain I got 'em hurtin'
Flirtin', yah I'm hunting for a fly guy
Real smooth but he gotta have a wild side

Am I right ladies, yah, you know this
You don't need to hold a big wallet to hold this
I'd rather two lips than a bunch of roses
Could be a player long as he know who the coach is

You got it going on, all night long
I wanna get with that
Rubbin' on your chest down to your six pack
I wanna get with that

No strings attached but I pull 'em like a puppet
3 piece suit or roughneck, yah I love it
I ain't a magic trick, but if you got a magic stick
This your chance better grab it quick

Cause I'm diggin' that style rugged profile
I need that booty call gimme the numbers to dial
For a little striptease, I'll call right back
Don't be scared, I don't bite, unless you bite back

Rockin' the mic, is my duty
When I get loose wild and unruly
Hear my voice, got your fist pumping
I'm the top choice to get the place jumping

I got my boys, they got my back
Bringing that noise, better get off of the crack
Hear me on stage, radio and cassette
I don't get static, all I get is respect

That's automatic, and I'm cold getting dumb
Counting my bread, what I care about a crumb
Hear me in the streets on every car stereo
From the bottom to the top here we go

CHORUS:
"We rising up"
Get loose
"We rising up"
Get Busy
"We rising up"
Get loose
"We rising up"
Get Busy

Drop the needle, on the groove I get busy
Jumped on the scene and they asked who is he
I used to have no fame and no name
But now I swing heavy like a rope chain

Moving up to the next level
Kicking up dust, never let it settle
I can't lose, any way I gotta win
I'm the leader, you better start following

And I got the party people with their hands up
And all you sucker crews better clam up
If you think that's it, I got more
Moving up from the streets to the top floor

GO FOR YOURS

VERSE 1
I'm one of a kind when I open doors
I'ma go for mine, and you can go for yours
Keep your head up, it's ours to get
If it's easy, it ain't worth the sweat

If you ain't sweating you're holding the wall
We tear the roof off the mother so let it fall
Baby doll don't hold back, you got the key
Lemme see what you got, let's start the party

CHORUS
If you got what it takes, make no mistake
Go for yours, go for yours
If you know you ain't wack, don't hold back
Go for yours, go for yours

If you know you the man, when you step in the jam
Go for yours, go for yours
If you wanna be with all the fly ladies
Go for yours, go for yours

VERSE 2
Reach for the top with whatever you got
Keep on to the break of dawn and don't stop
The place is popping, we body rockin'
Even got the flat foot fellas hoppin'

Bump with the bass, boogie down to the beat
We break it on down, so get on your feet
Don't stop, we ain't finished yet
Get up and go get it there's no regrets

OUTRO
Boogie to the bump and the bump to bass
Turn it up loud when we rock the place
Boogie to the bump and the bump to bass
Turn it up loud when we rock the place

ROCK THE BLOCK

CHORUS
Rock the block - get the party on
Rock the block - 'til we get it done
Rock the block - girl shake that hump
Feel that thing goin' bump bump bump
Rock the block - get the party on
Rock the block - 'til we get it done
Rock the block - girl shake that hump
Feel that thing goin' bump bump bump

verse 1
bass starts shakin that 808
all the people in the place
with a smile on they face
got speakers and tweeters makin you vibrate
can you feel it in ya feet all the way to ya face
I just love rockin partys lookin out at the hotties
In the black spandex or them ripped up jeans
Im the ruler of the mic king of the scene
I can make the whole block rock like a fiend
I can make it so nice seem like a dream

CHORUS

Verse 2
Pour my drink on ice and ill make you scream
Fellas in the place just grab that lady
It don't really matter if you rollin Mercedes
Rock that body make the girlies go crazy
Don't stand on the wall lookin stupid and lazy
Take a chance do the dance as im rockin the block
Aint no other like me rockin this hip hop
Im the best MC in the place to be

CHORUS

Verse 3
Certified by makin this party swing
Im the best in the west best in the east
I can make the old ladies get up from their seats
Make the leaves start shakin up in the trees
Ladies be lovin make em weak in the knees
Paris Tokyo London belize
I rock around the world like you wouldn't believe

BIG AND BAD

Chorus
Im big and bad
Im big and bad
The best thing you wish that you ever had
Repeat

Verse 1
Im rockin never jockin walkin down the block
With no laces in my shoes rollin with my crews
Pickin up those honeys cause they know im makin money
But they always talking something funny
Man I aint no dummy
I got the biggest baddest super raddest
Sounds of the street
And I can make the whole world
Nod their heads to this beat
Why ya think that im so super duper like superman
Cause im fresh to death in my b-boy stance

Chorus

Verse 2
Don't you try to test me cause you know
Ill knock you out
I got a four finger ringer
And you know I got clout
All you other wack mc's tryin to get to me
Take a number stand in line cause im tnt
All the players and the pimps step aside on the street
Cause im a bad old busta and I cant be beat
Now wave your hands in the air if youre feelin the drop
I am the king of the mic king of hip hop
All you breakers and DJ'S come and get with me
I am the best I am the baddest O.G. MC
And when you see me turn it out
That's when youll start to believe
That im the ruler of the block king of the streets

She looking good
got all the things that I want
she misunderstood
Cause she get everything that she wants
so they think she's mean
Cause she strut around like a Queen
I want to bow down at her feet
but when I get nearer I feel the heat
I'm warming up
Just a little touch and I guarantee
she going to take you to the 3rd degree

CHORUS:
I call her fire girl
cause she's hot
I call her fire girl
cause she burn the spot
she's a fire girl
make sure you learn
don't get too close to her
or you might get burned

She looking fly
got everything that you need
No she ain't shy she
she gonna rev it up to full speed
she like it fast
she like the wind going through her hair
she all mine I'm trying to share
but when she lit up I don't have a prayer
she warming up
Just a little touch and I guarantee
she going to take you to the 3rd degree

She burning up
I tried to warn you
She burning up
It's getting warmer
She burning up
I tried to warn you
When this girl get goin she heat it up like a sauna

I been around the globe
Like you thought I would
Now I'm back with the fam
Christmas in the Hood
I been all around the city
And it's understood
That we blessed and so fresh
Christmas in the Hood
So yo approach real close
And listen up real good
If you down with the sound
Christmas in the Hood

HO HO HO yo what did I see
It was a bunch of little dudes
Runnin' around in the street
They had pointy ears and funny hats
And bells on their feet
I was trippin' maybe flippin'
Oh snap! Its Christmas eve
As I approached now they done ghosted
Disappeared in the breeze
I put down what I'd been drinking
To myself I started thinking
Are those lights that I see blinking
Up there in the sky
And now walkin' down the block
Here go those 3 Wise Guys

Now Granny hookin' up those ham hocks green beans
Turkey stuffin' there's my cousin smells like evergreens
Those stockings hanging up they are my Aunt Irene's
And yo coolin' on the couch was this dude I'd never seen
He had a big white beard & a big jelly belly
Sippin' egg nog with my favorite Aunt Nelly
I said where you from man now you look real cold
He said you could find him kickin' it up at the North Pole
I said welcome back Cringle he said its all good
This is my new jam man CHRISTMAS IN THE HOOD

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Some mistletoe and a kiss on the cheek
Mistletoe Mistletoe HO
Mistletoe Mistletoe HO

WILD AND FREAKY

CHORUS
Its wild and freaky such a crazy time
Its wild and freaky the girls are so fine
Its crazy they all wanna be me
Just come on down they getting wild and freaky

VERSE 1
I WAS CHILLIN ONE DAY IN THE HOT SUMMER SUN
Lookin good just maxin on my street havin' fun
I seen this girl named daisy walkin down the block
Man she switchin lookin fine and I love the way she walk
so I said hey baby come lets kick it girl lets talk
she said what ya want ya just lookin at my butt
I aint gonna lie I like the way you strut
Come inside lets see whats what
Ill play some jams have you in the cut
Pour some drinks call ur freaks
Ill call my boys and well bring the heat

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I had the party jumpin as the sun start to set
Now my boys got the tables and the dj is fresh
Next thing you know we got the whole darn set
Everybody just chillin and we aint got to jet
Party jumpin heart thumpin people bumpin start to sweat
Now the beat becomes hypnotic and the girls are so erotic
Babe you mine you my narcotic im the super dopest
Chillest wildest mc in the spot

CHORUS

VERSE 3
She said ok man I couldn't believe
Man my rhymes so smooth I got the player steez
I don't brag just boast just straight cool breeze
I got ten fine ladies tuggin at my sleeve
Now just sit right back chill relax
You know we came to rock jump up
now touch your toes shake that thing
While I bust these flows
Crazy lazy freaky deaky so amazing
Out the speakers side to side
With the bump and grind
She so fine she bust my mind

WHAT UP

CHORUS
What up lets rock this party
H2 limo and a case of Bacardi
Ladies in the back seat gonna act naughty
You know we rock the spot
What up get high supersonic
Me and the crew like to twist the chronic
2004 hip hop bionic
you know we rock the spot

VERSE 1
Turnin' it out in the club with Jamaican rub-a-dub
The ice from my neck reflects the bubbles from the bub
Strip off them clothes girl climb in the tub
Full body rub then it gets x-rated
Never kiss and tell gotta keep it understated understand
Im debated all around the world
Black skin white skin and Indian girls
Travellin' around and putting it down
Bein a clown makin the sounds
Too many people to put in equal stereo scenario
Why ya wanna be hater jealous of me
Don't think the game that comes with fame don't also
Come with envy
Gotta pay attention did I mention that its real
Come on everybody make em hot make em peel
Off come the tops man that's how im gonna steal
The ladies make em crazy gang star mass appeal

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Thinking about the rhythm keeping my seat in the middle
Two tender vittles to the right and the left
Holdin my breath that was the last hit left
Hookin up some more green and the branches
And bounce across the stanchions
Dreamin' about mansions time for expansions
Aint no way that we could ever roll with less than fifty
Plus we got the gift B makin people shifty
Party people pushin possibilities for me
Gimme the mic any night rock it right
Just to get a sight of me
Have to pay fifty G increase the artery
Like you won the lottery
Got these hotties with bodies
Beside of me thinking about is heavenly
Sheezy with the bubbly trying to get
In trouble see the only way ill ever be makin them hits
Make you party the crews about to get

CHORUS

WHOA OH WHOA OH WHOA OH

CHORUS

GOTTA KEEP THE FAITH

VERSE 1
I'm feeling a little light on the love side
I've had all I can take
There ain't too many more choices, left to me
That I can make

PRE-CHORUS 1
In my dreams
I'm Number One
I gotta believe
The time is gonna come

CHORUS 1
Gotta keep the faith
I've gotta keep believing
I gotta keep the faith
Gotta keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith

VERSE 2
Now, I could wait a lifetime
And nothing much might change
But one day you're gonna see me
All over your front page

PRE-CHORUS 2
Cos in my dreams
I'm hitting hard and making good
Mixing with the big time
Ha, like I ever could

CHORUS 2
Gotta keep the faith
Hmm, gotta keep on trusting
I gotta keep the faith
Gotta keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith

PRE-CHORUS 1
In my dreams
I'm Number One
I gotta believe
The time is gonna come

CHORUS 3
Gotta keep the faith
Gotta keep on trusting
Gotta keep the faith, alright
Gotta keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith

TAG
Keep the faith
keep the faith
keep the faith (Gotta keep believing)
Yeah, gotta keep the faith, keep the faith
Gotta keep the faith (keep the faith)
keep the faith (keep the faith)
Keep the faith (alright)
Gotta keep the faith, keep the faith
Gotta keep the faith

I GOT THAT BOOM

INTRO
(Sample stutter playback)
"I got that boom"

VERSE 1

Peel you like banana, take a bite into a fantasy
Hold tight, for the wild thing, can you handle me
Upside down, inside out, til your knees are wobbly
That's how I gots to be, nasty as I wanna be

Give me a kiss, let that tongue electrify me
Giddy up, saddle up, you can ride me
It ain't dirty if you don't get caught
And if you pump it right, I'll show you what I got

CHORUS

I got that boom
That breaks your back
I got that boom, boom
That breaks your back

Pump it hard
Pump it good
Pump it hard
Pump it good
Pump it hard
Pump it good
Pump it, like only a real man could

BRIDGE
(Rhythmic DJ record scratch)
"Peel you like banana, take a bit into fantasy"

VERSE 2

Fee fie foe fum, here I come, here I come
If you ready to rock steady, you can beat it like a drum
Let's get real nasty til your legs feel numb
Bite into the peach if you really want some

Get your face wet, make me sweat, make me sweat
Tonight you won't forget, how my lips took you to the edge
It ain't dirty if you don't get caught
And if you pump it right, I'll show you what I got

CHORUS

OUTRO

(Sample stutter playback)
"I got that boom"

VERSE 1
Whenever you talk
I'm always listening
You got me eating
Eating out of your hand
I can't get enough
Of your loving
But there's one little thing
I don't understand

PRE-CHORUS
Heaven knows what you done to me
'Cos I can't eat and I can't sleep
Heaven knows what you done to me
'Cos I can't eat and I can't sleep

CHORUS
Too much ain't never enough
(Ain't never enough)
Too Much (too much now)
Ain't never enough
(Ain't never enough)
Too much (too much)
Ain't never enough
(Ain't never enough)
Too much (too much)
Ain't never enough
Ain't never enough
Never enough, now, now, now...

VERSE 2
Well, I know a good thing
When I see it
And I'm gonna follow you
All the way
'Cos I can't get enough
Of your loving
I'm gonna need more of you
Each and everyday

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS REPEAT TO END

Are You Ready

VERSE 1
I step up to the plate, show you why I'm greater
knock it out the park, cuz you know I got the flavour
not a fool or fake, got bread like a baker,
pockets stay fat cuz I stack a lot of paper

on point like a tack, sharper than a razor,
my worst behaviour, naughty by nature
honeydips ask for the number like a favour
maybe an hour later I see it on my pager

all imitators, they gonna catch vapors
boy ya gonna served, like a waiter
future hall of famer, my league is so major
while ya try to catch up, son, see ya later

CHORUS
are you ready in the front, yeah, yeah
are you ready in the back, yeah, yeah
from the left to right, yeah, yeah
rock it all night, yeah, yeah

VERSE 2
my style kicks facts that you can't photocopy
if you do, you must be smoking that broccoli
.. yeah probably, I roll nonchalantly
rubbin on a hottie, I never say sorry

I got my style from the stairwell and lobbies
now I rock the block and the parties
lion of the concrete jungle, I never stumble
crooks get shook, before they wanna rumble

never mumble, speaking loud and proud
moving and grooving, elevate the crowd
... no doubt, I got the clout
pump your fist in the air if you know what it's about

Let the music sweep into your soul
When the rhythm hits it makes you wanna lose control
Nothin lasts forever all we have is now
If you're ready to dance
Then I'm a show you how to

Move, let your body free
Here's what you can do for me
Shake it if you can
You gotta wave your hands

New is the policy, just let your problems be
Haters just can't bother me

Don't be so shy
By the end of the night, you and I

CHORUS:
We gonna let the wild out
All night long
We gonna let the wild out
All night long
I just wanna get wild with you
All night long
Do you wanna get wild with me too

Get wild with me baby
Get wild all night
Let's get wild baby

Feel it creepin up and down your spine
Once you get it started there's no way the funk will ever die
I think you're coming home with me
I got something funky that you've got to see

Move, let your body free
Here's what you can do for me
Shake it if you can
You gotta wave your hands

New is the policy, just let your problems be
Haters just can't bother me

Don't be so shy
By the end of the night, you and I

CHORUS

Let the wild out baby
Let the wild out all night
Let the wild out baby
Wildin all night
Let the wild out baby
Gonna wild it all night
Let the wild out baby
All night long

CHORUS

CHORUS:
I can only imagine
If you dance like this how you'd be between the sheets
If you could only imagine
And you took a chance, what your life'd be like with me
If you spend the night with me I know you'll see
There's nowhere you'd rather be
But I can only imagine
Yeah I can only imagine

Friday night in my ride
Something in the air has got me thinking
Something's going down tonight
Buzzed and I'm not even drinking
Wasn't till you caught my eye
That everybody else ceased to exist
And I didn't have to question why
I knew this was a moment we could not miss

The way you move your body
Across the floor
You become the beat that keeps it flowin'
I wanna move your body
Closer to the door
See if we can keep this rhythm goin'

CHORUS

When you're swaying side to side
Everybody's looking but they can't touch
Cuz for the moment now you are mine
Got my heartbeat racing my blood feels the pump of the kick when it thumps
Put my hands where you want
Is this real or is it fantasy
Are you even really here with me
Would I know if you were a dream

The way you move your body
Across the floor
Like you doin' it just for me
I wanna move your body
Closer to the door
Cuz if you see what I see then

CHORUS

I wonder can I take you home
I wonder can I take you home

CHORUS

Bust it, this mine for the takin'
All killer no filler, who's fakin'
Not around me, or my crew
You know the outcome, I'm sicker than the flu

Just chill, gimme the stage I'll crush it
Got all the groupies, they wanna bum rush it
Wanna catch me I'm going too fast,
Peel around corners stereo full blast

Bumping, run things like a track meet
Know where I'm rollin' from the woofers in my back seat
Females, only the flyest
Wanna turn golden they callin' me Midas

Ooooooh, cuz I got that touch
Fast lane chicks like to pop that clutch
Girls sweatin' me for the style I'm displayin'
Kickin' that game, but you know I ain't playin'

CHORUS:
Too hot, too hot
Too hot, too hot
I am
Too hot, too hot
Too hot, too hot to touch

Shining, so I don't need a spotlight
Girls sweating, cause I'm rocking it all night
Cruising, ride slow let them see this
At a red light, checking my beepers

The fiends want a hit, from the mack
Cause the rhymes I spit is like crack
Jocking my style, cause I roll so heavy
Try to leave t he club but the strippers won't let me

Ready, or not, you better make room
Suckers get brushed to the side like a broom
Dusted, trying to front, trying to punk me
They just mad cuz their whole style crusty

Trust me, cuz I'm fresh to the max
Rubbing on girls like a dj rubbing on wax
You know what I'm saying
Kickin' that game, but you know I ain't playin'

THIS IS MY BLOCK

Chorus
This is my block – this is my block
The rock ain't gon' stop
This place is hot y'all – Ho ------

Verse 1
Posted up chokin'
On some Indo green
Stacked up in the back
Too many Stacks
I'm mean
These streets is the King's streets
It seems
Everyone or two years I have to make 'em lean
Hit 'em with tha machines
If you run the block
Heavy Handed Means!
Greasy
Enough cake to make your wake come quicker than a sun beam
Run up on you with the Fo' leave ya leaking
Pulling capers and I'm squeezing
It's Pleasing!
Yeah you nippy but I'm FREEZING
Fully automatic cracks
Now yo' whole family's weeping

Stop ya madness young dudes
I'm a veteran killa
Servin' 22 blocks
On every corner I'm the major dealer
Only 19 when I wrapped a Milla
You taking over the flow? Stop it will ya!

Ya pocket's thin? Boy I feel ya
But is it worth eating steel bullet dinners?

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Verse 2
We get it poppin'
What you talkin' bout dude?
You up in da club..
Chump, I own the club
You see how all they' eyes is glued
On my section roped off it's a thug reunion
We tucked with our tools.. Send
Them Bunnies over it's time for pattin' pannies
More throats in action in the back than the Grammys
Everybody on the floor throwin' 'bows and two-steppin'
I'm not a DJ but I make lean back when I'm pepperin'
No stressing
Mo weapons
Than the American
Airforce and you the Taliban
I'm the worst
I'm the HEAT man
I keep grams
Kilo'd up
Grands in rubber bands
Understand Fam?
Cold-hearted G and I don't give a damn
Yeah they saw what happened
But they won't take the stand
Everybody give respect
Cousin, I'm the man!
Taxin', Clappin', It's crackin'
That's why I'm rappin'

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Vamp

Watch yo' back!
No matter what you do
Dog I'm watching you

You betta' watch yo' back!
I got eyes on every corner, plenty guns to shoot

Homey don't get smacked!
I'll treat you like my hoes if you disrespect
Make me grab the Tech
Or maybe grab ya neck!

Homey watch yo' back
You'll pay a heavy debt

Watch yo' back!
No matter what you do
Dog I'm watching you

You betta' watch yo' back!
I got eyes on every corner, plenty guns to shoot

Homey don't get smacked!
I'll treat you like my hoes if you disrespect
Make me grab the Tech
Or maybe grab ya neck!

Them slugs is hot
Homey, This is My Block!!

SHOOT THAT HOOP

Chorus
Come on baby shoot that hoop
Come on come on you know how to do it now

Verse 1
Pass the rock im the one on the block
With the smooth jump shot
Make the females hot
Cool breeze and 360's make the crowd scream 'ahhh'
On the blacktop im the sure shot with the flat top
Makin these fools knees pop
Im the street MC the underground king
Had the fresh moves at the age of 13
What ya wanna know about the way I swing
Hook shot while they beat box takin over ya block
Aint nothing better in the hot hot weather
Runnin all day mek ya mind feel better
Make that shot then make that cheddar
Fools come at me talk that smack
Money where the mouth that's where its at

Chorus

Verse 2
I shoot the hoop drop & swoop mix & match
Make em feel the truth drop & roll
Cause im in control pop that flip that finger roll
You know who I do this for love them ladies
Make me crazy make me wanna get up in the morning and dunk
Roll around hot with the rock in the trunk
Drive the lane and ill block that junk
Rip them moves like wilt the stilt
Got a game that I play like dr. J
Ima make you shook if you get in my way
Ima drain that shot like smooth hip hop
I can play all day rock all night
The man on the mic cause my game is tight
Keep it comin nice like you knew I might

Chorus

Verse 3
Come on and lets do it do it
Youre gonna break through it through it
Pass pass block that block that shot shot
We get we get hot hot
Wicked on the block like an astronaut
Pick and roll out of control alley oop
Then we give and go
Shoot that shoot that hoop I mean
Everybody love it when I drain that 3

Police Goin' Down

Chorus
Police goin' down
They gonna feel my pain
I hear a siren
It's makin' me insane

Police goin' down
Cause killin' brothas gotta stop
Let's ride
Gonna find me a cop
Let's ride
Gonna find me a cop

Verse 1
Why we always funkin wit da boys in blue?
Them cowards always come around harrassin' duke
Make me wanna grab the sawed-off and bust
They betta wear dey vests
Because in guns we trust
We great the triple K's wit da AK's
Homey's on da roof pot shottin' e'ry day Aye Aye!
Punk police protect our neighborhood?
Wit dey boots on our necks
Boy I wish dey would
Try to Rodney King me
See me on TV
Face down 8 cops
When I gave up at Freeze!
But a young brotha's life means next to nothin'
To these donut eatin' chumps
They can think we bluffin'
Whether blood or cuzin'
It's our time for huntin'
Let me tell you wick-wack rollers some'n
We tired of shakedowns and brutality
We'll protect and serve ourselves you da enemy

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Verse 2
The ghetto bird's roamin'
I can hear the shots
As here dey come again
Terrorizin' the block
Who gave dese leeches the authority
To steal our civil rights keep us on our knees
If I'm chillin' on da corner- with the gang injunction
I'm in an orange suite
It takes a lot of gumption
To treat a whole race
Like dey caught a case
I know dem cowards love it
It's all on day face
It's terror on the streets
Yet they screamin' peace
There'll never be peace wit the blitzkrieg police
They'll run up in ya house and start sprayin' bullets
A no-knock search made my grandma pull it
Poorly executed rip on an informant's tip
Wadn't no drugs in her house
She was 86
When dey finally hit the news that night on CNN
I smell a cover-up
Dem boyz is at again!

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Verse 3
Undercover police
The harassment won't cease
I know dey tryna get me
That's why I tote heat
When da cops is comin'
Hollow-points we dumpin'
I'm tryna leave 'em front seat of da car slumpin'
You gotta understand the pain
400 years of pillagin'
Slavin' wit no gains
We tired of eatin' dirt
Plenty bills but no work
You can call it what you wanna
They dirty! – The Truth Hurts

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