Lootpack - Hityawitdat lyrics
[Lootpack - Hityawitdat lyrics]
Yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack, back
Back yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack, back
Back yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack, back
Back yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack
Watch me
Yo it's the slang buster
Madlib The Beat Konducta
I hit you off with that ill structure
Cuts ya never on the bandwagon at any time
Every day, every place, got my pants saggin'
For y'all niggas that be strictly braggin'
Up at the spot so eager to grab
The mic with the breath of dragon
Niggas be walkin around waggin'
Their tail taggin'
Along trying to get their mail laggin'
Make me wanna disrespect and check
Grab that nigga's neck and start gaggin'
I drop a pound of discussion and drop a
Rhyme to leave you with a concusion
And have your whole crew commence to hushin'
Down with the Master race of emcees
Who terrorize
Whoever flies up in the face talkin' lies
I give a shout to The
Unseen at the lost gates
While you're makin' mistakes
We make them hot plates
Soundin' like
We got the rawest shit ever known to man
Expand my lung with the chronic smoke
Then proceed with the plan
My anecdote rain movin' on ya
I got your brain locked down
Like some jail terrain
You out for fame talkin' about my name
I aim atcha like a gat ya
Thought you were my rapture
Watch your mental fracture
You're just an actor, playin' the rap game
Total shame
Nothing really gained when you shell
Framed is all in vain
I hitcha with that shit that
Make ya neck snap
While goin through my SP-1200
With memory that's stacks
The beat conductor keep your speaker shakin'
I got your amp'll quakin like
A vacation on Haiti
Relaxin', I'll take you on a mental trip
Grip
The ill loop digger signing out on the skit
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack, back
Back yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack, back
Back yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack, back
Back yo, I'm gonna hit real hard with that
Shit that's gonna make your dome crack
Watch me
Yo it's the slang buster
Madlib The Beat Konducta
I hit you off with that ill structure
Cuts ya never on the bandwagon at any time
Every day, every place, got my pants saggin'
For y'all niggas that be strictly braggin'
Up at the spot so eager to grab
The mic with the breath of dragon
Niggas be walkin around waggin'
Their tail taggin'
Along trying to get their mail laggin'
Make me wanna disrespect and check
Grab that nigga's neck and start gaggin'
I drop a pound of discussion and drop a
Rhyme to leave you with a concusion
And have your whole crew commence to hushin'
Down with the Master race of emcees
Who terrorize
Whoever flies up in the face talkin' lies
I give a shout to The
Unseen at the lost gates
While you're makin' mistakes
We make them hot plates
Soundin' like
We got the rawest shit ever known to man
Expand my lung with the chronic smoke
Then proceed with the plan
My anecdote rain movin' on ya
I got your brain locked down
Like some jail terrain
You out for fame talkin' about my name
I aim atcha like a gat ya
Thought you were my rapture
Watch your mental fracture
You're just an actor, playin' the rap game
Total shame
Nothing really gained when you shell
Framed is all in vain
I hitcha with that shit that
Make ya neck snap
While goin through my SP-1200
With memory that's stacks
The beat conductor keep your speaker shakin'
I got your amp'll quakin like
A vacation on Haiti
Relaxin', I'll take you on a mental trip
Grip
The ill loop digger signing out on the skit