文本歌词

Yo check
I capital punish brothers that fronted
Can only write rhymes any time they get blunted
We be at the spot chillin
While you're stealin
N***as is still walkin Rasco is four wheelin
Only built for speed yes indeed
27 years old with no seed
I'm a raw breed
But still got mouths to feed
So don't be givin me s**t I don't need
I make the head hurt
> From the supadupa legwork
Now these brothas be wantin the red shirt
I bring it to the chest when I suppass the rest
Now a different story when I come blast the vest
Teflon spittin and written I stab kitten
Comin out your face
Sideways it's forbidden
Better get the guiden
I swopped like Batmidden
Soon as n***as open they mouth I start s**ttin
Right down they neck they threw the whole nine
Seen you fools scopin my plans the whole time
Said I couldn't rhyme that's funny
Women didn't want it but now they yell honey
Bring 'em to the house
Watch 'em come out the blouse
Unzip the pants then watch the snake dance
Assume the stance cash in advance
I got the full package but watch the right hand
It's the five minute drill
But still we stack bills
Take you to the shop to fix them broke wheels
Tell you how it feels to starve with no meals
Bring it to the front to pump with no frills
All extra s**t can get the backsplit
Ras be the brother that women relax with
I do a backflip then pirouette inject
Plus be the n***a that never lost a bet
Television sets ain't big enough to see
And now my career ain't big enough for three
Still down with 'em can talk and laugh with 'em
But tell you one thing can't split it in half with 'em
I rather keep a 100 to pay rent
Lay out the prints the plans to stand grande
And keep the joint jumpin from Philly to San Fran
Never gave a d**n how hard y'all can slam
Broke out the mic to smoke your half gram
A 150 pounds with worldwide respect
Be chillin at the crib while Wolf signs the check
1998
Soul Father
PB Wolf on the 1's and the 2's
Wack crews get bruised
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