close my eyes And brush it all away Last night the telephone kept yelling at me Everybody's got their thing Someday I'm gonna work it out So let me work it out
blastout The wrong move, show improve you assed out Venom it, warn the niggas, treacherous Squeeze automatic, quick to bust fuck with us Yo the worst niggas, work
been it And I don't wanna be that fake but you can do it And imitators, yeah, speak it Oh lord, whoever you are Yeah, come out wherever you are Oh lord
she gon' let it out Anyway the hour glass go, I don't worry anyhow Why don't we see where it go? Let's figure it out When the cats come out the bats come out
is over, these snakes strike like a cobra The world's hot, my son got not evidently It's elementary, they want us all gone eventually Troopin' out of
it out The thugs is in the house We can't be stopped, and we turn it out The thugs is in the house We can't be stopped, and we turn it out You know
it by yo Goddamn self How the fuck is you gon' stop a train You set your fires on your forest to burn it but then it rains It's like Babyface and them
't let me out, they won't let me out) I'm locked up (They won't let me out, no they won't let me out) I'm locked up (They won't let me out, they won't
right now) Tell 'em what it do Yell it from the bottom, yell it from the roof, boy Tell 'em what it do Holler from the bottom, yell it from the roof, boy Tell 'em what it
freak too, so peek a boo I'm prickin you whether or not, took you out that's work see So get your skirt see, and bitch, dirty Curtsey, dosey-do out
it, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo This is how I wreck it, do doo doo do doo Now one two check ir, I'm as Def as a Leopard It could be, it should be,
wantin' this Uh huh Tell me, can you handle it? Uh huh Show me how you work them hips Uh huh And maybe you can roll wit it Now we're all out in the
and I still elevate past the snakes and the crabs, Fuck it (Can you kick it?) [Redman] Huh, it's that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck
remember the projects? Juve done came back, now you bitches upset? Nigga know how we gettin' it, 'cause we gettin' it on Keep 'em comin', keep on gettin' it
cokes smoking, just potent dank Funky fresh on the microphone When you spin that wax, it's not the same ol' song Round and round it goes, where it stops
, don't you wish you could scratch it And grab it like you want it The name fits 'cause your all up on it Get mad if you want, I won't front When it'
ever know when it might rain Streets are gettin' it You know the streets, they made it mayne I ain't asked it for nothin', 'cause it don't owe me shit It
