got the C to the, huh - cold-blooded Ain't it - huh, c'mon - hard-core We take it hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh-er Yo, yo My little daughter, started, nursery school Brother
hey as if I was Little Walter Eighty-Seven strip walker taught the code of the area by staying, within the barrier Exposed to stony stimuli, with that I identify Brothers
Chico The legal alienaeno, I roll the instrumentals Like Jack I be like Nimble never gentle to a bimbo Not your sex symbol so save that soft stuff for the Care Bears The way I freak
remote Engage in a page, and with words I elope Walking down the aisles with styles I freak the viles Anti-Nazi when I rocks like a Z-28 At any rate, brothers
at and say she miss me" "You talkin' bout me" "She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now, No matter where she at she be like 'right now'" "You talkin' bout me" "And when a brother
she at and say she miss me You talkin' 'bout me She gotta give me good lovin' though the night now No matter where she at she be like, 'Right Now' You talkin' 'bout me And when a brother
ghetto (Come on) Like that night I was in here and love was love (What, uh huh) Room full of lies, freak on the high note (Freak on the high note, fuck
go Hoo, yeah You sexy, I know brothers try to spit to you But I?m the only one that could get to you Liftin' you, my drive is shiftin' you I opened your freak
yo, I be the Soopaman luva I'm about five minutes right out ya baby mother I'm still broke, still gutter Hit four chicks, then avenge like folk brothers
to Q-tip Standin' tall like Shaq, honey I'm back, this ain't Blue Chips The new stuff, creamin' brothas like Breyer's He's heating up, nah, brotha,
then my record label didn't push me I know I'm sayin' fuck too many times in my rhymes But if I wasn't bad, I wouldn't freak it in the line But it don
Brown plus I get down But for now I, "Get on up", rhythm and funk Makes you hump like Technotronic, I'll make the Jam Pump Strong to the finish when I freak
Later on that week honeydip freaked the funk Playin' Redman and Erick out like two chumps Callin' him weekdays, callin' me weeknights Who had her weekends? Whichever man would freak
from Public Enemy? Yeah, he's a friend of me The one that say, "Brothers and sisters?" Yeah, but he?s no kin to me I'm strictly Negro, I freak the style
back trunk And let loose with the juice when I do rock I'm too hot, some say I got more Juice then Tupac (Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my brother
, find somebody else He ain't nothing but a thug So what, so what So what, so what And they say I'm a, I'm a, I'm a freak I got a different girl every
some skins on it I got a SE, twenty inch rims on it I got playaz who wanna kill me, blood is sweet Because I got a freak, every day of the week They