the trumpet service something proper proper So silence of the hams Clarice I smell your cunt Lets talk about it over a watermelon blunt Hannibal cannibal ate a
up to her and her man, and take that bitch (Anybody Killa) Pour me a drink, time to get drunk Role that blunt, lets get fucked up What you think
a minute Won't you put that blunt down 'fore you put the chronic in it Before you do that drive by, listen for a second Why you need a 45 when your mind is a
Here it come, look out, watch my arms Lets see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece Comin' equipped with some shit niggas just can't believe I pull a
, lets take 'em You couldn't rock a joint with a mic and a pound of weed You couldn't get a point across with a pen and a key a pee You couldn't get
ass get beat with a stick, I'm a schizophrenic Is this shit real? Or is a nigga dreamin'? When I fall asleep I find myself fighting a demon I said Is
SPACE UGLY IS NOT A VERY GOOD CASE THAT OUTFITS JUST A WASTE 'cause IT AINT DOIN JACK FOR YO FACE THATS WHY GIRLS RUNNING AWAY LIKE ROACHES WHEN THEY HEAR RAID
is called rap not a "raap" muthafucka So step behind the lines let me show you how it's done You call yourself a gangsta but you never seen a gun And
on. Now I've never ever claimed that I was a smarty, But inspiration hits me, lets have a party. Called up my posse, they were here in a flash, They
s a no no, with manhole I'll formulate a plan yo That will make your children bastards and your wife a widow Trying to battle me that's a sin And be like
up [Verse 2:] Wat up Coo Wat up Juke Wat up Grandma a Wat up Mama a Wat up haterz a Wat up hustlerz Wat up Reall niggas Wat up busterz a Wat up
ten blunts a day. It's nuffing but the sticky, icky, green stuff! Line it, pass it and take a puff! Having a bad day, stop by my house, coz most likely
if you wants to cause it, A 9 milimeter, sawed-off, a .380 tech nine comin out of me closet [Layzie:] My nigga, just call it a raid, Putting your shit
for a minute Won't you put that blunt down 'fore you put the chronic in it Before you do that drive by, listen for a second Why you need a 45 when your mind is a
look out, watch my arms Verse 1 - 2pac Lets see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece comin' equipped with some shit niggas just cant believe i pull a
give up, its a sign, say goodbye) (chorus) This is a call to arms, grab your guns and lets take the reigns This is a warning sign, make a right or
the sky for we don't take time off, we take rhymes off Come with somethin better than that, to blow your mind more Gettin our shine on... I think this due for a
't have to take mine I went from playtime to robbin in the nighttime I went from daytime to mobbin on the bayline to Alcatraz it was taking chunks outta