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Check this out
We gon' run this muthafucka here live
So ah - Warren, won't you get on the lead
And ah - Ron, won't you hit the bass
Mr. Loc, peep these lyrics
Check it
Since it's a new day, Fesu is gonna swing to a new beat
Hit the swisher sweet, then hit them streets to make them ends meet
A statistic token
My home's already broken
Takin a pull of that potent
To my click, I'm they road dog
A mutt in the street gettin full of that damn hog
Hangin on the cut with my niggaroes
Hittin licks and throw fuck on these deakin hoes
Cause I'm a local rap singer
So fuckin with chickenheads to Fe is just a misdemeanor
But in the 'Point you'll get what you want
A five dollar hit of this dope, or just some uncut funk
And you don't stop
A little live shit for ya
For the 9-4
And this is how it goes
Peep this shit here
Second verse
I can't get a job, cause I'm black
But I sho' need one, because my girlfriend's gettin fat
Mama's kickin me down with them ends
I love that woman, she gives me love in and out the pen
But I'm about to blow a fuckin fuse
Cause I'm a grown-ass man, but still wearin l'il boy shoes
I gotta get my act right
Takin a hit of that alright tryin to get my damn thoughts tight
Cause I really don't give a fuck
I need a break from reality, man, I need some uncut funk
See, I don't have any friends, only brothers
Cause friends'll fuck your gal, steal your money, then try to hustle ya
But me, you hoes gets none
Cause my brothers stand strong in the Fruit, Nation of Islam
Them woods tryin to see me
But I don't kiss white ass, damn devil, please believe me
Cause I'm a hard-ass nut to crack
You taught your niggas how to kneel and bow down, but not to fight back
I'm just trippin off these weed smokes
But watchin every goddamn move of these white folks
I can't sell my dope because you'll bust me
Unless I sell it to my own, then you don't touch me
But then again you a greedy bitch
Want me to sell yo dope to my people and make yo ass rich
I wanna break you off a proper chunk
Of this dick in yo mouth, bitch, and some uncut funk
Yeah
This is how the niggas from Greenspoint kick it
So ah - I gotta shout out to my boys
Mr. Loc
That nigga King Daddy
Black
D-Ray
And Dirt Cheek
The niggas down with the program
And ah - if you got a problem with Fe
Hook up with my attorney Warren X Fitzgerald
And you don't stop
Ron layin his muthafuckin bass
In yo face
Southpark in the house too, nigga
You know it
Fesu outta this bitch
Check this out We gon' run this muthafucka here live So ah - Warren, won't you get on the lead And ah - Ron, won't you hit the bass Mr. Loc, peep these lyrics Check it Since it's a new day, Fesu is gonna swing to a new beat Hit the swisher sweet, then hit them streets to make them ends meet A statistic token My home's already broken Takin a pull of that potent To my click, I'm they road dog A mutt in the street gettin full of that damn hog Hangin on the cut with my niggaroes Hittin licks and throw fuck on these deakin hoes Cause I'm a local rap singer So fuckin with chickenheads to Fe is just a misdemeanor But in the 'Point you'll get what you want A five dollar hit of this dope, or just some uncut funk And you don't stop A little live shit for ya For the 9-4 And this is how it goes Peep this shit here Second verse I can't get a job, cause I'm black But I sho' need one, because my girlfriend's gettin fat Mama's kickin me down with them ends I love that woman, she gives me love in and out the pen But I'm about to blow a fuckin fuse Cause I'm a grown-ass man, but still wearin l'il boy shoes I gotta get my act right Takin a hit of that alright tryin to get my damn thoughts tight Cause I really don't give a fuck I need a break from reality, man, I need some uncut funk See, I don't have any friends, only brothers Cause friends'll fuck your gal, steal your money, then try to hustle ya But me, you hoes gets none Cause my brothers stand strong in the Fruit, Nation of Islam Them woods tryin to see me But I don't kiss white ass, damn devil, please believe me Cause I'm a hard-ass nut to crack You taught your niggas how to kneel and bow down, but not to fight back I'm just trippin off these weed smokes But watchin every goddamn move of these white folks I can't sell my dope because you'll bust me Unless I sell it to my own, then you don't touch me But then again you a greedy bitch Want me to sell yo dope to my people and make yo ass rich I wanna break you off a proper chunk Of this dick in yo mouth, bitch, and some uncut funk Yeah This is how the niggas from Greenspoint kick it So ah - I gotta shout out to my boys Mr. Loc That nigga King Daddy Black D-Ray And Dirt Cheek The niggas down with the program And ah - if you got a problem with Fe Hook up with my attorney Warren X Fitzgerald And you don't stop Ron layin his muthafuckin bass In yo face Southpark in the house too, nigga You know it Fesu outta this bitch