Lyte, Layzie Bone, Stevie Stone - Problem lyrics
[Lyte, Layzie Bone, Stevie Stone - Problem lyrics]
Send 'em in your crib-o
My killers ain't little, size of a hippo
(what?)
Stretched like a limo, turnt to a cripple
Give no fucks, turn this wife to a widow
(sorry) bimbo put that in the Kiddle
I'ma get this motherfucker poppin'
Like a pimple
Spark it like a Zippo, target is your tempo
When I get to busting with
The biscuit better limbo
It's simple, no lip ho
I'll rock you like Kimbo
I heard that you've been talking reckless
(agh, reckless)
Keep playing with me boy that's a death wish
(agh)
I'ma bring your whole block down like Tetris
(agh)
Let this marinate in yo head, it is a beast
Fuck what you say, got a fetish for beef
He ain't doing shit! Say it
Again and I'll end this, capisce?
No peace so please, hold these nuts
Never been scared of the police once (nope)
Hanging these motherfuckers like trophy bucks
Eat 'em and shit 'em out like Yoshi's lunch
I'ma show these chumps, no bitch in my blood
Yes you a pest! Boxelder bug
And I stay with the metal like a welder does
And I'm bustin' off shots like Elmer Fudd
(hahahaha) or Marvin the Martian ham
Squeeze that clip 'till the carbon jam
(ten hut)
Yes I'm in charge of the sergeant, fam
After the green like a Spartan fan
When the cartridge slam and
Your cartilage rip (rragh)
Soon as I spark this bitch, my target hit
Beg your pardon bitch
You don't want to start this shit
(start this shit)
Bitch we hella deep! See we
Mobbin' with a bunch
And you don't want this beef! It
Ain't no problem to get touched
Better watch how you speak! 'Cause
You doin' way too much
And we really in these streets! Get
That smoke like a Dutch
And that's the last straw
And I'ma smash y'all
'Cause y'all don't want it with me
(don't want it with me)
'Cause, I'm a problem, I'm a problem
I'm a problem (problem, problem)
You gon' see
I'm a problem, boy, I be with the shit
They want to figure me out like arithmetic
So when I pull up on
'em niggas quick to split
When I click click niggas be shitting bricks
Risk-R-Risking it
(risking it) , I be taking chances
Don't do loans, don't do advances
Rather lay a nigga cold on the canvas
Me and Wes killing from Cleveland to Kansas
When I brandish niggas vanish
They confused 'cause they
Can't understand this
How I manage, I'm a savage damage
I'm a natural, they can't plan this
Should've known better than to fall
Out with the OG nigga think he know me but
He really don't know me
All up in my business making
Moves on the low-key
Not my friend, you are not my homie, homie
Type of nigga keep a rocket in his pocket
Niggas mouths' running like a
Leaky ass faucet speaking on my name get you
Laid in the coffin
Playing silly games will make you a target
Raw shit, hard shit, how you want to call it?
Burner is a problem who wanna solve it?
None of that buster shit I'm involved with
Just don't trust a trick
That's real boss shit
Bitch we hella deep! See we
Mobbin' with a bunch
And you don't want this beef! It
Ain't no problem to get touched
Better watch how you speak! 'Cause
You doin' way too much
And we really in these streets! Get
That smoke like a Dutch
And that's the last straw
And I'ma smash y'all
'Cause y'all don't want it with me
(don't want it with me)
'Cause, I'm a problem, I'm a problem
I'm a problem (problem, problem)
You gon' see
You enjoying your karma
You harmless, unbothered, rage and dishonor
(dishonor)
Only way we can solve it, faded apartments
I'm blazing your garments
Yeah! Big dog when I come 'round (cuh)
50 deep, we can breeze through (skrrt)
Real niggas don't talk much
But I can't wait 'til I see you (huh)
Small talk can get yo head cracked
I be hands on, though how we do (yeah)
All my niggas they be all active in
All back and here's a preview
You can get your head up
(huh) , dry a nigga wet up (wet up)
Bet y'all niggas are bound, we never let up
(yeah)
Slapped y'all niggas around, you can't get up
(yeah)
Bad bitch sitting around, you get set up
Move cautious! If it's beef
I'ma come real deep
On the street, light niggas won't like it
This round trip priceless yeah! yeah! yeah!
Bitch we hella deep! See we
Mobbin' with a bunch
And you don't want this beef! It
Ain't no problem to get touched
Better watch how you speak! 'Cause
You doin' way too much
And we really in these streets! Get
That smoke like a Dutch
And that's the last straw
And I'ma smash y'all
'Cause y'all don't want it with me