Outsidaz, Method Man, Redman, Young Zee, Pacewon - Who You Be lyrics
[Outsidaz, Method Man, Redman, Young Zee, Pacewon - Who You Be lyrics]
Gonna throw a lil' somethin like this
Pacewon mista Meth young Zee funk Doctah
Come on
Yo, yo, yo i like to smoke I like to gamble
Slap that face I'm like Anthony Soprano
Lets hear it for the mob boss
Bird catch it highed up til his eyes crossed
Fat belly
Tall boy loungin with his socks off
No tan, toe jam like Roseanne
Got guns so big I bust with both hands
Pull 9 M-M's and tecs that don't jam
Mad family and friends in the drug program
I go raaaaarr raaaaarr like
I had cereberal palsy
We ain't got no time to
Be playin with y'all see
Shaolin, Dirty Jers' what y'all ain't heard?
Fuckin ya birds, pluckin ya nerves
Puffin ya herb slap ya CEO off his podeum
Hand in my coat like Napoleon
Wrapped around a hot nickelodeon
Oh seven one three oh four
Thats the code we in
School of hard knocks here we go again
Yeah, yeah, yeah ayo Hot Nicks you got me
Noddin' off the doses
While the Outs burn bush like
God talkin' to Moses
They mad I push the F1 with three front seats
Rock fatter chains than slave workers
Had on they feet
Smoke blunts til my breath smell
Hop on my Nextel chick from West L bang her
Head against the bed rail
Ya'll betta leave 'fore Zee get evil
I'll tell you a secret, I see dead people
Ayo, ayo Pace
The Doc sports timbs with no lace
I cum in her mouth and it look like Colgate
I'm a gorilla, chewin on bananas
Psycho - I'm the one that
Blew my head in Scanners
BRICKS, lyrics and guns gotta stay smokin
Even Live to LA don't leave the gate open
I carry two shotties and
I'mma squeeze both'um
And when I'm done me and ya bitch elopin
And Y'all know
Mista Meth, Wu Tang Killer Bee
Ayo presto outta box
Tap you white folks outta locks
Take the shotguns out the grandfather clocks
Planets that I rock you can't astronaut
My house was on Afrika Bambattas block
Ayo my candy is prepared for manhandlin'
The click from jammin avalanched
The grand canyon
Thats how big it is, how large it is
Pitbull bite? through it?
Yeah
Tryin to scare Zee and Funk Doc y'all playin
If this Scary Movie
You the fag like Shawn Wayans
I pop a lot, I pop shit I pop guns
I pop cherries nigga my pops on the run
You pop shit ya crew betta run
I pop all these shells out
And shot pellet guns
Yeah rock box I loot Elle and run
Rock the Bells mix it with Duke Ellington
Yo they call me Mista Tecal ya stallion
Hard headed dick gotta pussy fetish
Get'cha cosmetic, Meth at it call a medic
And while we said it
These niggas wanna catch amnesia
And like forget it
The Outsidaz and y'all can call me Bony Boy
Or Rockwilder when we Face
Off like Castor Troy
Creep with me as I roll through the stack
Maniac, lunatic and my whole click packed
Ayo Doc i be spaced like Star Wars
Hardcore nigga don't lock my car doors
I rock shells toes backspin on cardboard
Gazelle type frames, wave caps
And four-fours
Graffiti to place leave my tag Pace Blunta
The barrel of my Glock stay
Hot like late summer
You freckle motherfuckas need shade
To lay under
JAKE HUNTER, look but don't bite I take cover
Pacewon mista Meth young Zee funk Doctah
Come on
Yo, yo, yo i like to smoke I like to gamble
Slap that face I'm like Anthony Soprano
Lets hear it for the mob boss
Bird catch it highed up til his eyes crossed
Fat belly
Tall boy loungin with his socks off
No tan, toe jam like Roseanne
Got guns so big I bust with both hands
Pull 9 M-M's and tecs that don't jam
Mad family and friends in the drug program
I go raaaaarr raaaaarr like
I had cereberal palsy
We ain't got no time to
Be playin with y'all see
Shaolin, Dirty Jers' what y'all ain't heard?
Fuckin ya birds, pluckin ya nerves
Puffin ya herb slap ya CEO off his podeum
Hand in my coat like Napoleon
Wrapped around a hot nickelodeon
Oh seven one three oh four
Thats the code we in
School of hard knocks here we go again
Yeah, yeah, yeah ayo Hot Nicks you got me
Noddin' off the doses
While the Outs burn bush like
God talkin' to Moses
They mad I push the F1 with three front seats
Rock fatter chains than slave workers
Had on they feet
Smoke blunts til my breath smell
Hop on my Nextel chick from West L bang her
Head against the bed rail
Ya'll betta leave 'fore Zee get evil
I'll tell you a secret, I see dead people
Ayo, ayo Pace
The Doc sports timbs with no lace
I cum in her mouth and it look like Colgate
I'm a gorilla, chewin on bananas
Psycho - I'm the one that
Blew my head in Scanners
BRICKS, lyrics and guns gotta stay smokin
Even Live to LA don't leave the gate open
I carry two shotties and
I'mma squeeze both'um
And when I'm done me and ya bitch elopin
And Y'all know
Mista Meth, Wu Tang Killer Bee
Ayo presto outta box
Tap you white folks outta locks
Take the shotguns out the grandfather clocks
Planets that I rock you can't astronaut
My house was on Afrika Bambattas block
Ayo my candy is prepared for manhandlin'
The click from jammin avalanched
The grand canyon
Thats how big it is, how large it is
Pitbull bite? through it?
Yeah
Tryin to scare Zee and Funk Doc y'all playin
If this Scary Movie
You the fag like Shawn Wayans
I pop a lot, I pop shit I pop guns
I pop cherries nigga my pops on the run
You pop shit ya crew betta run
I pop all these shells out
And shot pellet guns
Yeah rock box I loot Elle and run
Rock the Bells mix it with Duke Ellington
Yo they call me Mista Tecal ya stallion
Hard headed dick gotta pussy fetish
Get'cha cosmetic, Meth at it call a medic
And while we said it
These niggas wanna catch amnesia
And like forget it
The Outsidaz and y'all can call me Bony Boy
Or Rockwilder when we Face
Off like Castor Troy
Creep with me as I roll through the stack
Maniac, lunatic and my whole click packed
Ayo Doc i be spaced like Star Wars
Hardcore nigga don't lock my car doors
I rock shells toes backspin on cardboard
Gazelle type frames, wave caps
And four-fours
Graffiti to place leave my tag Pace Blunta
The barrel of my Glock stay
Hot like late summer
You freckle motherfuckas need shade
To lay under
JAKE HUNTER, look but don't bite I take cover