[Hook]
b**hes on my dick, cause they know this sh** is thick
For the n***as-- for the n***as getting buck 'n getting so rough
b**hes on my dick, cause they know this sh** is thick
For the n***as-- for the n***as getting buck 'n getting so rough
b**hes on my dick, cause they know this sh** is thick
For the n***as-- for the n***as getting buck 'n getting so rough
b**hes-- b**hes on my dick, cause they know this sh** is thick
For the n***as-- for the n***as getting buck 'n getting so rough
(x2)
[Verse 1: Tom Skeemask]
I'm goin' into a deep sleep
n***as I'm the f**ing creep
Waken from a bad dream
Now these n***as think I'm mean
I'm hanging low, standing high
b**h better say good bye if she don't
I will punch that ho dead in the eye
Shoot that scotch fast and make 'em blow my f**ing a**
I'm gon' tell a story and put my n***as in the f**ing cask
See me, my n***a Zirk, Tone It Down and DJ Squeek
Don't barr these b**hes or these n***as, I'm the f**ing creep
Drop it off your a** fool don't make a stupid move
Now you know you pussiest n***a in the motherf**ing crew
You play the role of a big time pimpster not knowing when I catch your a** this [?]
9 to your f**ing brain, then you think I'm insane
When I click you will trip and laugh at this stupid sh**
Ho a** n***as jumped up, now they gonna get stomped
Til the ground when we clown
And you know we from Orange Mound
[?] back to 38, he loves to set these n***as straight
Ho's coming for the cheese, b**hes better hit them knees
Slide about, do a drop, now you hit the f**ing spot
Cause the danger zone and it's on
Til the f**ing crack of dawn
Bring it on damn clown, now you into Orange Mound
Freaked out, plus you didn't hit the f**ing outta bound
The families gonna stand trick, I bet you would believe the sh**
Met my n***a Zirk, gonna stand/g
That's why the sh** too thick
[Hook]
[Verse 2: DJ Zirk]
Woke up from the deep sleep
Sweatiness as I toss and turn
Some watchin' the six, take a shower and pull my sh** up
Things on mind, load the 9 and co*k it to my head
Flashbacks holding me back, damn I'm thinking bout k**ing myself
But I can't so I dropped the 9 to the f**ing floor
[?] through the mirror, I can't take it yo
And the sh** too thick like the blood in my f**ing veins
Take care of business
Gotta be the man
Let me tell you where I'm coming from
[?]
And bring a f**ing gun
With that bullsh**
Busta a** n***as running around with that hoe sh**
Drop it off your a** n***a
Pistol playing
Wanna play
s** my dick
You trick hoes
Drank for my n***as
Ridin' low, riding deep, balling til
Smacking the
Jump like you want some
Still getting high, making g's and get my dick s**ed
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[Verse 3: Buckshotz]
Murderer, robber, psychopathic, schizophrenic
12 gauge, AK, sh** it ain't no time to panic
Drop it off, gimme some, b**h I gotta have it
Sticking this 9 up in your mouth, show me some money, I'm a rabbit
Slanging rocks non stop, snatching purses on your block
If you can't do it this no need to f** with Buckshotz
Basket shots [?] buying p**y for freebase
Talking sh** I load my clip and shoot you in your f**ing face
Punisher, equalizer, b**hes gotta learn
Poured gas on my hoe and told her burn baby burn
Homicide, suicide, genocide, drive-bys whatever you wanna call it all you b**hes gonna die
Grab my gauge and then erase, poking like a straight lace
Ride on the street and put some n***as on the front page
9 to your dome hoe, what you gonna do b**h
Get up off my dick cause you know the sh** is thick
[Hook]