one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this Chorus: (repeat 2X) Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen to
one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this Chorus: (repeat 2X) Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen
of small time livin, niggaz tellin me no I got MINE, FUCK THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality Jealous-ass bustaz [x2] I know you niggas been waiting
(feat. Magoo, Frank Lee White) [Timbaland] Yau [echo 2x Yau] They still won't give me my props Now I'm pissed off Y'all will see the other side of me
2x] [Z-Ro] I'm addicted to sherm, all my problems got me chasing a high But I don't cry, since mama lift me I've been waiting to die Looking at my partners
It's just a something that you hear It used to be what kept us goin What can you do? Culminated case city limits to murky acreage Johnny Carter infected commands all
on 25s I wouldn't be fly if I threw some D's on it [Bridge:] When I step to the floor I'm fresh low key When I step through the door all eyes on me
the popcorn It's like that y'all The popcorn popcorn as I pass y'all I go.. Pass the what? Pass the popcorn (4X) C'mon Pass the what? Pass the popcorn
nothin but cheese y'all (The nigga that talks, he's a bitch) 4x [ VERSE 1 ] Would you look, would you listen Niggas be snitchin, talkin, rattin All
was worn. And pieces of your speakers was torn I used to fiend for mics like and addict for rocks The baddest on blocks who'd rock till the static would
struggle to breathe But all the while you'd rather watch me choke Then see me with a naked throat. [2x] I never thought you were worth waiting for.
Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh - Let the boys be boys!) [x2] [Verse One] Well, it's another (What!?) In the gutter (What!?) Ghetto runnin' 'em Troublesome
niggaz comin after my cheese Is it my car that they're losin, are we all for the choosin? Or is it all in confusion? Better yet all an illusion Shots
low flaminga I got hoes, papo that lock load the finger So all the broads now all across town All aboard now, let's all get all down Yeah, on the floor
(feat. Teflon) [CHORUS x2:] Firing Squad Aint no tellin what they might do Firing Squad Yo them niggas will invite you Firing Squad To the battlefields
run and tell your whole damn clan that you're a "Beat biter! Dope style taker! Tell you to your face you ain't nuttin but a faker!" (repeat 2X) Hit
the oily taste And the reaper's standin over ya heavin can hardly wait For the heathen to squeeze it and leave you leanin on the gates [Chorus] - 2X
m one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this {Chorus: (repeat 2X)} Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen