| Check it out, check it out | |
| Check it out, check it out | |
| Check it out, check it out | |
| Check it out, check it out | |
| Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to kill | |
| Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the deal? | |
| Clock the squeal, the MC overkill | |
| Certified cylinders 35 mil' | |
| Jumpin' out planes, Doc's Da Name | |
| Cock the flame, back to delete the pain | |
| Hater, IKSRFO, don't Piscapo | |
| Hit the safe for cake, shoulda switched to coal | |
| Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug hounds | |
| Bound to rob your neighborhood Walbaums | |
| Me and my man jumpin' out Sedans | |
| Tappin' your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran | |
| I, execute like wars in Beirut | |
| Twenty-two inch rims to parachute out the Lex Coupe | |
| The rhythm hit 'em without the venom in 'em | |
| Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John Lennon | |
| Hah, Dogstar, your girl smokin' a lot | |
| I been had a demo before, "Ridin' High" | |
| Five whips straight up, cash out the car lot | |
| Clorox your Fort Knox, till y'all call SWAT | |
| Bite off your ear for a souvenir | |
| Switch from Red to Roy, give you Primal Fear | |
| If you don't know the click then you're smokin' wet | |
| Funk Doc, Def Squad, from the Jersey set, ah | |
| Wild the fuck out, smoke the fuck out | |
| Drink the fuck out, freak the fuck out | |
| Bug the fuck out, scream the fuck out | |
| Black the fuck out, act the fuck out | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Oo-wee! I think the heat is on | |
| Ninety-seven Cheech and Chong, I'm reachin' y'all | |
| Right on, my palm is like the cape on Spawn | |
| Active frequency, trip the car alarm | |
| Ribbit ribbit ribbit, got moves to make | |
| Choose the date, today you hallucinate | |
| Smokin' me out without war, torn, ghettoes | |
| Opposite of Goodfellows, Dinero | |
| Go to any borough who rock the mic thorough | |
| Got your wife sayin', "Not tonight, hello!" | |
| Money talk, bullshit walk, ask Kris | |
| The baptist, roll Garcia's with hashish | |
| You need classes for practice to tap this | |
| Jurassic crab shaft nasty ass bitch | |
| Hot potato, drop the data | |
| Guard your Emancipation Proclimator | |
| Lock shit down, cock the pound, no doubt | |
| As a juvenile, brought cazals off canal | |
| Brick City be the pros at wildin' out | |
| Off at the mouth, get dressed like Thousand Isle | |
| Got a degree, on the hash and the leaky | |
| Crash in the V while we Master the P | |
| I beez Bout It Bout It, causin' low mileage | |
| Blacka, make Zsa Zsa Gabor cha-cha | |
| Spit somethin' to you then turn your eyes cockeyed | |
| Down with the Outz - ah ha ha, ha ha! | |
| Yo tremblin', pickin up the pen again, adrenaline | |
| Got impact like DJ Boo on, "Benjamins" | |
| Sentiment, hit you with your thongs and your Timberland | |
| Fuck ya, rob ya, cops say, "It's them again!" | |
| Choke the fuck out, joke the fuck out | |
| Sweat the fuck out, pass the fuck out | |
| Black the fuck out, flip the fuck out | |
| Drunk the fuck out, bug the fuck out | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Yo, Pepe LePew I ain't messin' wit you | |
| Or stressin' your crew, your own niggaz be testin' you too | |
| Fuckin' wit you, makin your bitch unbuckle her shoe | |
| Watchin this bitch while she already know what she wanna do | |
| She follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone | |
| The Don Corleone, she wildin' all inside of my zone | |
| C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, peepin' you out | |
| Sneakin' you out, over to my crib, freakin' you out | |
| Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the celly | |
| The way I be hittin' it got you sweatin' makin' you smelly | |
| Shit funky like your mother with her stinkin' ass | |
| Type of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast, whoo | |
| Baby, just hold a second and give me a chance | |
| Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can dance | |
| Now we huggin' you know we fuckin until my nuts bust out | |
| Cardiac arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out | |
| Bug the fuck out, sweat the fuck out | |
| Drink the fuck out, stink the fuck out | |
| Act the fuck out, smack the fuck out | |
| Fuck the fuck out, freak the fuck out | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you feel it in your body? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna get naughty? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna rock a party? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Do you wanna drink a forty? Shake your stinkin' ass | |
| Stinkin' ass | |
| Stinkin' ass | |
| Stinkin' ass | |
| Stinkin' ass |