808
Got damn
That nigga right there still is dynamite
Gotta nasty bitch from Bangkok
She love the same cock, China White
Told her feelings are mutual and they're just good for you
Imagine when feeling 'em raw
Told 'em P pull up in the banana whip
So when can drop the top, stunt and peel off
Fuck her again, while she be fucking her man
Don't give her a call now she mad
Villain at hand
Turning these good girls to bad
Still she be shaking that ass
Jungle's the past
Still I be smoking the grass
Nothing but kush in my bag
Azul on my bands
You gotta call in advance
Just to meet up with the Man
Fuck all these niggas
We looking for heaven, born in a circle of hell
And grew up with demons
I highly respected the church and the morals I've learned
But fuck all the preachers
And just for the haters that been on the tip of my dick
Here's a cup full of semen
And just for the teachers who thought it's a game
Well fuck you and stay in them bleachers
My team is the realest, my team is the trealest
I'm tired of telling you niggas and bitches
My team is supportive
So we hold it down in the building
And you should've known but if you ain't know
Well wait and just gimme a minute
I'm painting a picture, Picasso
And this little chemist can cook up some shit water whipping
Team on the rise
You gotta open yo' eyes
This is that morning advice
Sleep on the rhymes
Still got the 4 and the 9
Nigga you think it's a lie
Just ask my mom
Or you can ask slim from the 5
Honey ain't sweet in the hive
Niggas is blind
And don't put yo' feet in the water if you can't come up with the tide
Capricorn nation
That means on the mountain peaks or in the depths of the sea
I'ma get it and take it
I been with them Martians
And this is a planetary and a home invasion
So fuck my psychiatrist
All of them niggas and bitches who said that I'm crazy
Cause I talk to a citizen like she a Benjamin
If I come save you then pay me
I'm back to the basics, back to that Mac shit
Back to that MD, Al Boo Boo and activist
Back to that get in yo' face and then fracture it bitch
And I'm still on my Eminem
Still on my Tech-a-Nina verses giving
A million fucks about any opinion about what you say about me and my city
I'm still gonna get it
That nigga right there still is dynamite
Gotta nasty bitch from Bangkok
She love the same cock, China White
Told her feelings are mutual and they're just good for you
Imagine when feeling 'em raw
Told 'em P pull up in the banana whip
So when can drop the top, stunt and peel off
Fuck her again, while she be fucking her man
Don't give her a call now she mad
Villain at hand
Turning these good girls to bad
Still she be shaking that ass
Jungle's the past
Still I be smoking the grass
Nothing but kush in my bag
Azul on my bands
You gotta call in advance
Just to meet up with the Man
Fuck all these niggas
We looking for heaven, born in a circle of hell
And grew up with demons
I highly respected the church and the morals I've learned
But fuck all the preachers
And just for the haters that been on the tip of my dick
Here's a cup full of semen
And just for the teachers who thought it's a game
Well fuck you and stay in them bleachers
My team is the realest, my team is the trealest
I'm tired of telling you niggas and bitches
My team is supportive
So we hold it down in the building
And you should've known but if you ain't know
Well wait and just gimme a minute
I'm painting a picture, Picasso
And this little chemist can cook up some shit water whipping
Team on the rise
You gotta open yo' eyes
This is that morning advice
Sleep on the rhymes
Still got the 4 and the 9
Nigga you think it's a lie
Just ask my mom
Or you can ask slim from the 5
Honey ain't sweet in the hive
Niggas is blind
And don't put yo' feet in the water if you can't come up with the tide
Capricorn nation
That means on the mountain peaks or in the depths of the sea
I'ma get it and take it
I been with them Martians
And this is a planetary and a home invasion
So fuck my psychiatrist
All of them niggas and bitches who said that I'm crazy
Cause I talk to a citizen like she a Benjamin
If I come save you then pay me
I'm back to the basics, back to that Mac shit
Back to that MD, Al Boo Boo and activist
Back to that get in yo' face and then fracture it bitch
And I'm still on my Eminem
Still on my Tech-a-Nina verses giving
A million fucks about any opinion about what you say about me and my city
I'm still gonna get it
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Writer(s): Christopher Ikerd
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