DJ Zirk - 2 Thick lyrics

[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 [Hook] [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]