bank and shit Back to Cor, got him a deal but his rhymes was whack Def Jam now that he signed a contract Now he got jealous and mad at my shine Making
for me please? Bring the drama, flip it back to the Brown bomber Holla, holla, now who wanna test me? Bittin' a style, can't none of y'all fade B 'Cause
lay down As soon as I'm receivin' the call, now give me the ball I run with the dogs, then keep the b'all Now meet me at the mall, you can check on
your house [Verse: Z-Ro] Now snitch fellas get up under my skin That's why I don't mess with friends Unless it's my Mac-10 I'm the king of the ghetto
game boy My nigga Bun B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with us Black Rob and Eight ball down
loud Sound like a dragon Sittin on rims like Spike on a basket P-Play with the kid I'll turn your body into fragments Weezy killer B now they checkin
takin' over, listen I started in Atlanta then I spread out wit' it South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down
takin' over! Listen! I started in Atlanta then I spread out wit' it South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down
'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens My life's prom night and guess who the Prom King They having a kissing fight and I'm Don King Everybody
spider went up the wall we mount Now came down the Common the Common Sense, and now the spider out (BOOM) A blackout, power failure I ain't the Burger King
for you now [Common] I'm a child of the ahh - The 87 ahh From the streets - Get on a beat and go ahh I could break it down like whatever ya ahh On some
bitches out Dick em down also dick em out Throw somethin down whenever my dick's out They know me so they restructure and reroute They know me from Washington to down
Mark said D4L put it down, radio gotta play it Still on that front street Fuckin? with them young G's Cicero, Martin Luther King Bankhead boys all down
retarded watch me mow down A bay bay! Im straight gangsta From my feet and cat down to my ankles Cant forget my feet Beef`s to me like bar-b-que its nothing
neva seen now well im quick to just whip it and make you pur like a kitten and imma have you a-d-d-i-c-c-t-ted to me now and all the fast girls wanna
rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse Smell the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo' house Check the ratio of men to women And women to men when down
House, take it from the top like this *** Yo, Redman 'Back In Business' like EPM D whips I drive, I gotta TV 'em I tour New York down, so B.B. King '