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[00:02.280]What -Lil Romeo
[00:03.810]I used to get feels on a b**ch
[00:09.210]Now I throw shields on the dick
[00:10.590]To stop me from that HIV sh*t
[00:11.790]And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling
[00:14.100]Playin the villian
[00:14.760]Prepare for this rap killin
[00:16.260]Biggie Smalls is the illest
[00:17.130]Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
[00:19.290]"What you talkin bout Willis?"
[00:22.800]The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
[00:25.260]Is here to excite and
[00:26.880]Throw dick to dykes
[00:28.080]B**ches I like em brainless
[00:29.370]Guns I like em stainless steel
[00:30.510]I want the f**kin Fortune like the Wheel
[00:31.800]I squeeze gats till my clips is empty
[00:33.960]Don't tempt me [T-H-O-D Man]
[00:34.650]You don't want to f**k with Biggie
[00:36.450]Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some sh*t
[00:39.270]Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
[00:41.550]It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja
[00:44.790]Comin where you rest at, surrender
[00:47.280]Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
[00:51.330]Lookin cold booty like your p**sy in December
[00:56.100]Ni**a stop *****in, button up ya lip and
[00:59.280]From Method all you gettin is a can of a**-whippin
[01:01.020]Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
[01:08.670]Actin as if it can't happen
[01:15.240]You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
[01:18.540]Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin
[01:24.780]So what cha want ni**a, ya punk ni**a
[01:29.100]I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
[01:33.150]It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
[01:35.880]Kickin down your god damn door [and it goes a lil somethin like this]
[01:38.490]F**k the world, don't ask me for sh*t
[01:40.170]And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
[01:43.050]Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[01:46.320]And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[01:49.830]Verse two, comin with that Olde E brew
[01:54.150]Meth-tical, puttin niggaz back in I.C.U.
[01:56.310]I'm lifted troop, you can bring yours wack a**crew
[02:00.630]I got connections, I'll get that a**stuck like glue, huh
[02:05.670]No question, I be comin down and sh*t
[02:09.810]Yo I gets rugged as a motherf**kin carpet get
[02:14.580]And niggaz love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
[02:18.330]I spark and they cells get warm
[02:20.550]I'm not a gentle, man, I'm a Method, Man!
[02:24.300]Baby accept it, utmost respect it
[02:26.910][Assume the position]Stop look and listen
[02:28.200]I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles Dickens
[02:30.930]Welcome to my center
[02:32.250]Honies feel it deep in they placenta
[02:33.810]Cold as the pole in the winter
[02:34.950]Far from the inventor, but I got this rap sh*t sewed
[02:39.030]And when my Mac unloads
[02:40.920]I'm guaranteed another video
[02:44.850]Ready to die, why I act that way?
[02:46.680]Pop Duke left Mom Duke
[02:47.340]The faggot took the back way
[02:48.600]So instead of makin hoes suck my dick up
[02:51.600]I used to do stick-up
[02:52.860]Cause hoes is irritatin like the hic-CUPS
[02:54.510]Excuse me, flows just grow through me
[02:56.490]Like trees to branches
[02:57.840]Cliffs to avalanches
[02:58.860]It's the praying mantis
[03:01.140]Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
[03:04.500]A motherf**kin rap phenomenon, plus
[03:06.180][I got more glocks and techs than you]
[03:08.490]I make it hot [Ni**a won't even stand next to you]
[03:10.410]Ni**a touch me you better bust me
[03:12.060]Tree times in the head
[03:13.440]Or motherf**ker's dead, ya thought so
[03:14.850]F**k the world, don't ask me for sh*t
[03:17.250]And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
[03:22.140]Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[03:24.450]And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
[03:26.760]F**k the world, don't ask me for sh*t
[03:28.800]And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
[03:31.740]Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
[03:34.650]And niggaz pack the clips, keep on

文本歌词

What -Lil Romeo
I used to get feels on a b**ch
Now I throw shields on the dick
To stop me from that HIV sh*t
And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling
Playin the villian
Prepare for this rap killin
Biggie Smalls is the illest
Your style is played out, like Arnold wondered
"What you talkin bout Willis?"
The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
Is here to excite and
Throw dick to dykes
B**ches I like em brainless
Guns I like em stainless steel
I want the f**kin Fortune like the Wheel
I squeeze gats till my clips is empty
Don't tempt me
You don't want to f**k with Biggie
Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some sh*t
Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja
Comin where you rest at, surrender
Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
Lookin cold booty like your p**sy in December
Ni**a stop *****in, button up ya lip and
From Method all you gettin is a can of a**-whippin
Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
Actin as if it can't happen
You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin
So what cha want ni**a, ya punk ni**a
I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
Kickin down your god damn door
F**k the world, don't ask me for sh*t
And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
Verse two, comin with that Olde E brew
Meth-tical, puttin niggaz back in I.C.U.
I'm lifted troop, you can bring yours wack a**crew
I got connections, I'll get that a**stuck like glue, huh
No question, I be comin down and sh*t
Yo I gets rugged as a motherf**kin carpet get
And niggaz love it, not in the physical form but in the mental
I spark and they cells get warm
I'm not a gentle, man, I'm a Method, Man!
Baby accept it, utmost respect it
Stop look and listen
I spit on your grave then I grab my Charles Dickens
Welcome to my center
Honies feel it deep in they placenta
Cold as the pole in the winter
Far from the inventor, but I got this rap sh*t sewed
And when my Mac unloads
I'm guaranteed another video
Ready to die, why I act that way?
Pop Duke left Mom Duke
The faggot took the back way
So instead of makin hoes suck my dick up
I used to do stick-up
Cause hoes is irritatin like the hic-CUPS
Excuse me, flows just grow through me
Like trees to branches
Cliffs to avalanches
It's the praying mantis
Deep like the mind of Farrakhan
A motherf**kin rap phenomenon, plus
I make it hot
Ni**a touch me you better bust me
Tree times in the head
Or motherf**ker's dead, ya thought so
F**k the world, don't ask me for sh*t
And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
F**k the world, don't ask me for sh*t
And everything you get ya gotta work hard for it
Honies shake your hips, ya don't stop
And niggaz pack the clips, keep on
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