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you niggaz want the ruckus
so bust it at me son
now bust it
styles i get buck wild
method man on some shit
fuckin niggaz foul so i'm sick
insane crazy
drivin miss daisey
how the fuck am i
now i've got mine im swayze
is it real son
let me know it's real son
if it's really real son
let me know it's real
load it up and kill one
load it up and kill one
load it up and kill one
if it's really real
when i was a little stereo
i used to be the champion
oh oh oh
i always wondered
when i would be the number one
hey hey hey
so now you listen to me darcon
darcon
and all you niggaz come and test me
test me
i'm gonna lick out your brains
muthaz wanna hang with tha meth
get a rope
cos the only way you hang is by tha neck
niggaz pump off a set
comin thru all your projects
take it as a threat or better yet it is a promise
coming like a vet on some old vietnam shit
you can bet your bottom dollar that im on it
and it will get even worse
word to god
its the wu
coming through
taking niggaz before their
gone gone gone gone gone gone
moving to your left
i came to represent and carve my name within your chest
you can come test
realize its no contest son
im that gun that won the old wild west
quick on the draw with my hands on the floor
lovin' all those goddamn funky rhymes galore
check it
i think not when its hip hop like propa
rhymes be the proof when i'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka
no oj no no straw
when you give it to me yeah
give it to me raw
i burn
give it to me raw
i burn
blake stare ooh
i dont need no chemical blow to pull no ho
all i need is chemical bank to pay her up
is it real son
lemme know it's real son
if its really real son
lemme know it's
real
fuck it up and kill one
fuck it up and kill one
fuck it up and kill one
lemme know its real