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B-Legit: It ain't cell in this town that can hold And f**k the task force 'cause them suckas tried to fold me, scold me Told me if I move that they was blastin Got me to the station, hella questions they be askin Who's the Big Balla, Who supply your crew Who got the big birdies in the box is it you? I never said a word 'cause nigga I don't do so You fools got some question better ask the lawyer Rouseau
Kurupt: I'm so international All about my cashional 18 million rational (speak mice)??? What you want fool dogg tell me what you need 'Bout a couple pints of Hennisse an eighth of weed Seems time gettin shorter Time to elevate from nickels, dimes up to quarters Kurupt, B-Legit, and 40 water Niggaz oughta Get to Swervin' Take a hit, hit the strip and then get to pervin'
E-40: Squa, Squa,Squab music Mobb Music Right on a muthf**ka and draw down on his ass music The 213 the 41510 Pull a ho without a muthaf**kin tug of war 40 Water your playa patna Ever since the womb I been a tycoone Actin up (Actin up) Actin tough (Actin tough) Actin bad with all kinds of guns and stuff
X4 From a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin big rigga
Kurupt: I got a half a ounce And a 'four to bounce Half a brick to flip Large amount accounts Live as a young nigga with loot don't count Live as a young nigga with loot turned out You know it ain't nothing to it but to do it Flow like fluid You's inlcuded Pursue it Subdue it And run through it Doin what I do is hard to maintain my composure Ah man they came through with no douja
B-Legit: The muthf**kin county ain't no place for the savage A Cock hound dank smokin nigga 'bout his cabbage But if I'm ever caught I'm a ride my shit Divorce my broad But nigga keep my bitch Bury my mail in my momma backyard Steeady poppin' chyme to correctional guards They f**ks wit my crew 'cause they claim that we be trouble Them niggaz from the V to the H-I Double I'm tryin to get this party tonight at this motel A gang a bitches there Some more on my voice mail Bathtub full of the ice and the fifths My homey K-1 rollin blunts at the crib First I take a hit Strolls like a pimp The muthaf**kin savage with the million dollar limp Another big day for this timin ass balla Hit the block stock in my ninety fin impala Let them pipes holla I know I'm looking saucy 19 shots sittin next to my 40 Snatch my knot Shake the spot and gets far Bitch, I'm a muthaf**kin rap star
X4 From a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin big rigga
E-40: I open shop with sixteenth of powder to a whole zip To a half ham now I'm sitting kilograms Niggaz 'spect me to the upmost 'cause I'm highly spoken 'bout Niggaz love me because I'm all about my paper route I keep my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paid shiiiit For all I know they might decide to raid shiiiit Back in the day po-po was easily out-smarted But now they got some new and improved state of the art
B-Legit: Now its going down am I living in the past This modern day slavery takin' toll on my ass You either take me in or let's this timer go Or if you got some charges nigga let this timer know I told you I'm a rapper Love to entertain Catch me on the stage with a mic spittin game Legit's my name and you can even ask your daughter About Kurupt, B-Legit and 40 Water
X8 From a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin big rigga
B-Legit: So much mail I can hardly spend it VS lumps in my rolex pendent Shit been spending for the past ten years Face done escaped all tatooed tears I guess I can only thank the Lord for that 'Cuz shit was gettin' hectice tryin' to get my scratch If it wasn't them one time penelopes It was coward ass niggaz tryin' to take my G's When I first started out I was broke as a bitch Grew up in the slums wouldn't trade it for shit 'Cuz the niggaz that was rich when I was poor Is now on blow and comin' through buyin fat 2-0 See they spend it with me But pretendin' to be On the grind Tryin' to get a stack like mine But now I'm knowin' Pockets growin' And when it's snowin' ??????? Yo' nigga can't lie I was livin' it up The rule of big pimpin' now my '70 Cut' I probably hit the park drinkin on Bo's berry Slammin' Rick James 'cuz I'm in love with Mary You can't be scary if you want your scrill Pack you steel Nigga kill at will Guard your grille 'Cuz if you real Then it's on I'm talkin' so long X4 Oh so long making my revi's
So many playas comin' up in the game And everybody got a sack of rock cocaine Mobb car drivin' Condo livin' And every fuckin' day was just like Thanksgiving The city where I'm from is getting so damn cold Niggaz outta control At 16 years old Them young muthafuckas ain't givin' a fuck They tryin' to get a buck And get some hair on their nuts The savage ass grind starting takin' my mind A nigga came through with all new tec-9's Semi-automatic with extended clips A chopper every nigga down with my click Neighborhood funkin' Mail's on slow It's barely comin' through And all I'm sellin is O's I ride high performance when it gets like this Electric everything, racing cam and kits I'm livin' on the edge but I'm lovin' the high I'm either goin' down or I'm goin' die Hot ones echo through the geto limp Put the tip out the window let the AK spit They just caught my homey with a pound of crack Plus the other day they said he robbed a bank A million dollar bail in his Uncle's own All charges got dropped cuz it's oh so long
X4 Oh so long making my revi's
My Momma must have prayed real hard for me 'Cuz I woke up in the mornin' wasn't slanging no D I was on my way out to the church to see If the Lord could find a better way today for B Read me some scriptures Fed my soul And I'll tell you like this I ain't slangin' no more Your boys been blessed in so many ways In the night and in the day and in His name I pray Thanks for the Lexus, jewels, and home Even though I can't take 'em with me when I'm gone But Heaven is the place for Legitimate B So when You come and get Your folks You comin' for me
Levitti: Would you come and swoop me I'm in your city Would you come and swoop me I'm in your city B-Legit: Get's my freak on...
I get my sneak on Hop in the Brome Call baby on the cellular Wassup I'm in your area And is it cool tonight for you to like get away Meet me down at the parking lot at Safeway But not alone You might want to bring your friends But make sho' you and her don't forget your ends I can't wait to see the tatoo of your kitten It's me and 'Vitti in the night we City 2 City
Levitti: I'm in your city Would you come and swoop me
B-Legit: We checked in in the suite up in Hollywood And the bubble bath did your playa patna good She brought lingerie, pumps, and body oil Scented candles and rubbed on my love handles I'm only in for one night My flight'll be out in the morning I better get it before I start snoring She was already up on top Goin' buck for the whip cream, cherries and nuts
Levitti: That's why little sister loved to give it up Two in the morning I was all in her You know I had to be the creeper She kept jockin I have the fever
I'm in your city Would you come and swoop me
B-Legit: Five in the mornin' hit me with the wakeup call Whole room smellin' just like alcohol I had a ball But now I gotta giddi y'all I gotta a show in Pine Bluff Arkansas And I must say the stay was all gravy And keep it like that 'till I get back baby And maybe next time we can take it to the 'nitti It's me and 'Vitti in the night we City 2 City
Levitti: I'm in your city Would you come and swoop me
B-Legit: Yeah its like uh...Me and my cousins hit the airport you know. Just touched down tryin to get something crackin' you know. Check into this motel doin' what we do
Little Bruce: I got Now and Later, bubble gum and sour candies With a trunk load of cookies like Amos and Andy Got the bud from Hershey and Mr. M&M And me and Willy Wonka is old school friends It's the american dream On the triple beam Little Bruce got the bomb ass cookies and cream And I'm servin' more kids than Chuck E. Cheese And a german chocolate cake'll cost you 16 G's B-Legit: It's the big time billa Sucka side killa Real about the fetti No Ben baby?? Got a truck load baby for the hillside ride Bombbay all the way from the Bay we slide Through your hood Gettin' off our goods Fiendin' for a knot We put it in the box We got a brand new batch And we put in the smash Better get it 'cuz we sellin' out fast
Chorus: You gotta buy dope from us You gotta buy dope from us You gotta buy dope from us If you wanna ball please If you wanna stack cheese You gotta buy dope from us
B-Legit: I got variety packs Hits so fat And that's platinum status I'ma let you have it It's on for a little bit or nathin' at all I'm going wholesale I needs mail from all
C-Bo: Suitcase full of G's 400SC It's the candy man with all the cream I put the candy on the triple beam The ziplock baggies Distributin' to the nation to have your whole crew cavied Now fools want to blast me because I'm ballin' 'Cuz got more cream than 31 flavors at Baskin Robbins Slangin' thangs for 16 9 for half Got ya flyin' to the Westside to double up your cash
Little Bruce: I'm playin' chase with the FEDS And got the DA's pissed They raided my spot Shot both my Pits' While I was in Atlanta smokin Swisher Sweets loungin' Countin' hundred thousand in the Lexus clowin'
Chorus You gotta buy dope from us You gotta buy dope from us You gotta buy dope from us If you wanna ball please If you wanna stack cheese You gotta buy dope from us
Answering Machine: What's happening? You reached Sik Wid It slash Jive. Leave your name and number at tone. I'll get writ back at you.
Playa, we at the All-Star game in San Antonio. You and Bruce meet us here and don't to forget to bring it.
Little Bruce: I hit the All-Star game with a thang my back pack And on no train we rollin' nice ass Cadillacs The north star system on 100 spoke Daytons I smokes big with Reider and Gary Payton Behind the back door where ballers be livin' Transactions on nation-wide television
C-Bo: I'm down to make cheese Slangin' straight cream In the land of milk and honey On a mission about the money Breakin' down in quarters Saran wrappin' acorss the border In my 500 Ben behind the '96 Explorer
B-Legit: I pull the keys out my pocket And I started to G Bo-Loc back seat strapped down with heat Track after track Unit after unit Runnin' straight through it It ain't nothin' to it It's kind of like me sprung out on doves And when you buy dope you better but it from us
Chorus: You gotta buy dope from us You gotta buy dope from us You gotta buy dope from us If you wanna ball please If you wanna stack cheese You gotta buy dope from us
