(feat. With Guests) (Intro:) ******, come off. Check this out. Check this out. Listen all this *******t y'all talking ain't got no frills. We'll pass the 40 around and weill see who's got some skills, I mean, if you got 'em you got 'em and if you don't (I got skins. I got skins.) ...you're over. So Mista Lawnge, listen, I give this brew to you. I'm gonna pour some out for my man pee-wee. (Pee-Wee!) And do what you gotta do, all right black. Bust it. (Verse One : Mista Lawnge) I'm the suger ****** daddy, ****** what you think. Pass the 40 right by me Cause you know I don't drink. I remain sober when I drop a hit, But I put gum in my ass cause I like to pop *******t. When it comes to pullin' gums I might do it. But put your guard up Black And Iim a run right through it. Donit sleep on the side Thinkin' Iim easy to beat. Cause I'1l be up in that ass like a bike seat. And when it comes to boneing I'm Mr Erecticy Hoes come by the crib for a free histerectomy. I ive got a ****** that I brag about. I put it in fast then I drag it out. Girls, I'll be the special friend see, Cause your man suffers from pseudo-****** envy. I do damage, Oh, Uhm. The Sugar ****** is guarantied to make you come. Now I pass the 40 cause you heard from me, So, go get a forklift Chi-Ali. (Verse Two : Chi-Ali) Well I'm too young for 40's, and too young for blunts. The only thing I'm not too young for is the stunts. The girlies, the ladies, I love them with a passion. But back to the mike cause I'm always down for action. Many M.C.'s fall to the dust. Some will rust cause I bust and I crush. You can't touch. I'm the child of the wild, the flavor of the nile. I gave you plenty of chances still ya ****** with this style. Now that you know, Chi-Ali can't be tooken. Pass the 40 cause my mother's not looking. (Verse Three : Diggedy Dog?) Yo give me that, kid. You pah will put you in the mourge. Listen to hot diggity dog. Bibb bow wow wow wow wow, Yipity yie yo, yipity yo yie yeah. Digity dog is rockint and, Yes, I'm definitly here to stay. Pass me 40. Pass me 40, pass it if you may. Because my jiumy is hard and yes I have a hoe to slay. And when I'm funkint the ******es they go huhhhhhh. When I'm funkin' the ******es they go huhhhhhh. Youtall drink the 40, I drink a Guiness Staught. And when I see you home, I'm out- You baby Chris, pass me the keys to the car. I'm runnin late for my menage-a-trois. (Verse Four: Chris?) Pass it, tap it, and then crack it. Take a small swig Or down it like a pig. You too tippys to operate this rig. I'm a mike, You suckers I strike in filght. Here's a DWI for drivin' drunk with the mike. From Chi to Lawnge and all those in this fight. Loosen your grip cause you're houlding it to tight. Itll take a body count, I know my body count is right. Five drunk niggers from my left to my right, And maybe you hope that I'm with tonight. But it's all right. Yo! It's all right. So Dave my grip is getting weak, Grab the 40 so I can hear you speak. (Verse Five : Dave Gossett) I live large, caviar and limos. Spent most of my time refusing bull*******t demos. Can you understand, do you you understand. Well let me explain I'm the A and R man. Dave Gossett. Yes I rock it. I rip the mike and I stuff pockets. Don't believe me, ask the Sheep see. They got the money, think it's funny, Always scooping all the honey. Opps. I ment to say hoes. Broke my own rhyme. What'ca didn't know, ut oh. I see a stroblelite hoe, I gotta go, I gotta go. Yo Dres, it'syour turn, Act like gonnarhea and burn baby burn. (Verse Six:) Step into the booth And give em proof That Black Sheep don't need jack to get loose And rip a roof, the center too You're in my ****** way so move And let a ****** get smooth Honeys play me close cause my goods are on display so, I play em like vitamins and take a ho a day I pul1 em like a dentist MoId em like a teacher Knock em like a bowler Fleece em like a preacher Step, get a man, go to school, join a band It makes no difference whether Dres is that type of brother that will hit that ass forever Cause I'm clever, ever Have I, ever, lost my sight Or said mic when I bone this night Not talkin bout chicken But if she's finger lickin I will let it be known Don't bite the bone Micraphon's I like em cause they let me amplify So dontt reach for the sky, you know you can't fly But still you reach up higher, a Black Sheep is your desire Then you look up at me cause I****** a frequent flyer So now you got beef chief grief will be your I sport a full metal jacket Give your beef some lo mein Cause Iim swingin like a swinger Singin like a singer II'm lookin for your or your ho so did you bring her Ah I'm just bull*******ttin almost time for quittin There's money to be made And booty to be hittin Look and you will see Dres that's who I be A divine incline of mine is studio tim
(feat. With Guests) (Intro:) ******, come off. Check this out. Check this out. Listen all this *******t y'all talking ain't got no frills. We'll pass the 40 around and weill see who's got some skills, I mean, if you got 'em you got 'em and if you don't (I got skins. I got skins.) ...you're over. So Mista Lawnge, listen, I give this brew to you. I'm gonna pour some out for my man pee-wee. (Pee-Wee!) And do what you gotta do, all right black. Bust it. (Verse One : Mista Lawnge) I'm the suger ****** daddy, ****** what you think. Pass the 40 right by me Cause you know I don't drink. I remain sober when I drop a hit, But I put gum in my ass cause I like to pop *******t. When it comes to pullin' gums I might do it. But put your guard up Black And Iim a run right through it. Donit sleep on the side Thinkin' Iim easy to beat. Cause I'1l be up in that ass like a bike seat. And when it comes to boneing I'm Mr Erecticy Hoes come by the crib for a free histerectomy. I ive got a ****** that I brag about. I put it in fast then I drag it out. Girls, I'll be the special friend see, Cause your man suffers from pseudo-****** envy. I do damage, Oh, Uhm. The Sugar ****** is guarantied to make you come. Now I pass the 40 cause you heard from me, So, go get a forklift Chi-Ali. (Verse Two : Chi-Ali) Well I'm too young for 40's, and too young for blunts. The only thing I'm not too young for is the stunts. The girlies, the ladies, I love them with a passion. But back to the mike cause I'm always down for action. Many M.C.'s fall to the dust. Some will rust cause I bust and I crush. You can't touch. I'm the child of the wild, the flavor of the nile. I gave you plenty of chances still ya ****** with this style. Now that you know, Chi-Ali can't be tooken. Pass the 40 cause my mother's not looking. (Verse Three : Diggedy Dog?) Yo give me that, kid. You pah will put you in the mourge. Listen to hot diggity dog. Bibb bow wow wow wow wow, Yipity yie yo, yipity yo yie yeah. Digity dog is rockint and, Yes, I'm definitly here to stay. Pass me 40. Pass me 40, pass it if you may. Because my jiumy is hard and yes I have a hoe to slay. And when I'm funkint the ******es they go huhhhhhh. When I'm funkin' the ******es they go huhhhhhh. Youtall drink the 40, I drink a Guiness Staught. And when I see you home, I'm out- You baby Chris, pass me the keys to the car. I'm runnin late for my menage-a-trois. (Verse Four: Chris?) Pass it, tap it, and then crack it. Take a small swig Or down it like a pig. You too tippys to operate this rig. I'm a mike, You suckers I strike in filght. Here's a DWI for drivin' drunk with the mike. From Chi to Lawnge and all those in this fight. Loosen your grip cause you're houlding it to tight. Itll take a body count, I know my body count is right. Five drunk niggers from my left to my right, And maybe you hope that I'm with tonight. But it's all right. Yo! It's all right. So Dave my grip is getting weak, Grab the 40 so I can hear you speak. (Verse Five : Dave Gossett) I live large, caviar and limos. Spent most of my time refusing bull*******t demos. Can you understand, do you you understand. Well let me explain I'm the A and R man. Dave Gossett. Yes I rock it. I rip the mike and I stuff pockets. Don't believe me, ask the Sheep see. They got the money, think it's funny, Always scooping all the honey. Opps. I ment to say hoes. Broke my own rhyme. What'ca didn't know, ut oh. I see a stroblelite hoe, I gotta go, I gotta go. Yo Dres, it'syour turn, Act like gonnarhea and burn baby burn. (Verse Six:) Step into the booth And give em proof That Black Sheep don't need jack to get loose And rip a roof, the center too You're in my ****** way so move And let a ****** get smooth Honeys play me close cause my goods are on display so, I play em like vitamins and take a ho a day I pul1 em like a dentist MoId em like a teacher Knock em like a bowler Fleece em like a preacher Step, get a man, go to school, join a band It makes no difference whether Dres is that type of brother that will hit that ass forever Cause I'm clever, ever Have I, ever, lost my sight Or said mic when I bone this night Not talkin bout chicken But if she's finger lickin I will let it be known Don't bite the bone Micraphon's I like em cause they let me amplify So dontt reach for the sky, you know you can't fly But still you reach up higher, a Black Sheep is your desire Then you look up at me cause I****** a frequent flyer So now you got beef chief grief will be your I sport a full metal jacket Give your beef some lo mein Cause Iim swingin like a swinger Singin like a singer II'm lookin for your or your ho so did you bring her Ah I'm just bull*******ttin almost time for quittin There's money to be made And booty to be hittin Look and you will see Dres that's who I be A divine incline of mine is studio tim
