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I need a blunt ’fore I slap the shit outta somebody Uhh, c’mon , get it up y’all Uhh, c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon , get it up y’all Uhh, yeah yeah , uhh, I know y’all like this one Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, uhh, c’mon [keith murray] Yo y’all niggas will never see my level Rap so hot I slap box with the devil Tap a jaw, slap a bitch do what I like Got a sociology and money like reverend ike Yo here’s your rap eviction , get out the jurisdiction Before I hit that ass with a cross a diction crucifixion Editorial, news flash, extra, extra Let this blast wit yo stank ass Face the ultimate challenge, style’s got alot of knowledge Come in violence, leave in silence This beat’s a b, so come on take a swim Mc’s cant float don’t worry about them I’ma dupe like patty, rich like maddie Slick like a caddy, but not your baby daddie Girls I got em locked, flavors come assorted So pop that koochie girl I can double joint it Chorus This is for the thugs in the clubs and the hotties in the party Who need a drink before you (slap somebody) All my cats on the corner who’s packed in the shottie Who need a blunt before you (slap somebody) Rewind this jam and let it rock the party before, i Slap somebody I speak with more technique than karate cuz i, will Slap somebody [keith murray] Ayo I’m strictly from the street, that’s why I get love Airin dearin niggas out in the back of the club With the mic in my hand, just got paid Take these suckers out till I get on stage When the girls see my face and they all get excited Dogs in the front row bout to start a riot Too loud to be quiet, too wired to be tired Yo e crank this shit up and get it started Get the crowd funky like the whole place farted Mc’s rest in peace like dearly departed Then it’s all in togehther now, let me show you how I do it rock n roll style, and dive in the crowd Murray ain’t the average mc, I got alotta things But don’t act conceited when you see me on the street I hang with the rich, keep it real with the poor Kick hard metaphor, cuz that’s what I’m here for Catch me east of the sun or west of the moon Lookin butterfly like a caterpillar just cocooned Smooth like thug passion over the rocks So sporty they need to put me on a wheaties box Chorus [keith murray] Dearly beloved we are gathered here today In a special way to play on baby play The way you shake that ass girl is somethin drastic Fabulous , and fantastic Fly like a b-52 hot stepper Got latinos yellin, "wepa, ese loco, da le toto Pese mi culo, pape chulo" Whatever, the more the merrier, the longer the weave the scarier My squad is def and we ain’t hearin ya B.e., to think quick with the speed of a cheetah Strip down to my wife beater Baby doll shake what you got, I’m not a playa hater, I just dis alot And don’t slam the doors of the mazzarati Because i, will, slap somebody Chorus Bring me up somethin nice, cool to drink in this bitch before i Slap somebody Fix me somethin hot to eat before I have to go outside and Slap somebody Throw your hands in the sir from side to side before i Slap somebody Fade out |
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