featuring Biggie Smalls Busta Rhymes Guru Rob O Third Eye
IntroChorus:
Who`s on the microphone? A BUNCHA NIGGAS! (repeat 3X)
I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone
Chorus
[Third Eye]
The Group Home`s down yo flippin with West and me
Charge a gap quick kid best believe it G
Oh I like to flip the script and have a track record
Wreckin it swift I`m tellin ya to heck with tell to get with the
crazy hairy thinkin drinkin cripple drunken monkey
style back alley freaky ass to gas technique
So peak, it`s about to get deep, we just kick
your Third Eye right open don`t let your eyeball sleep
The next step is the check, let`s tell theses niggas whassup
Cause we get freaky G, no you can`t get with me
Save yourself the trouble step back black, and don`t even bother
Word to Shop and Swift they get called in like I`m your father
Chorus
[Guru]
Aiyyo, it`s time for me to flow and get down with this
I`m pullin out my mic, spittin off some rounds to this
I gotta known rep, so son you better slide out
Cause when I`m flippin, I`ll be rippin your pride out
So called gangsters play roles like in the movies
Oughta save that, they`re way bad, you could never do me
I`m real as they come, I`ll beat ya numb with my vocal tones
Words hit like aluminum bats to your dome
No charges against me cause I`m jumpin the law man
A-men, punks should cancel their plans
As the invincible principle Gang, is gettin bigger
Sayin peace to the Heavster rollin with a buncha niggas
Chorus
[Biggie SmallsNotorious B.I.G.]
I bring drama like ya, spit on my momma
Cannibalis
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