rhyme beat like my name were Warren Moon Hold back, why black, I never turn blue I'm chilling wit Pamela Anderson, we're both bout due Get ready for the
I be hittin' the 99 to get me a dub Foe forty bucks but ain't nobody ride that rita Hop on the 10 to the click Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs And
Rap Team Slap steam out your fuckin' physical frame Listen my nigga, Ruck is the name A broke rapper ready to rob niggas, tuck in your chain Rob a nigga
sane I'm a street cat, shit you know I'm hard to tame [HOOK] 1x [YOUNG JEEZY] I'm a gansta mutha fucka if you ever seen one Black fitty cap nigga
[ShaCronz:] Call my the black Bronson, Cronz smoke hemp like Jack Johnson When it beat my peep's heat clap constant In the streets name spread like
the game, that's right it's Bumpy Knuckles baby, and we came to show you the diverse flow part of what we're 'bout to do today, so if you ready throw
, bitch, you just a rap pussy You comin just a lyrical lunatic I make it blacker than midnight at 12 O'Clock noon and shit I keep rollin like the black
proud to be a black man in my existence, so fuck the Klan I ain't blinded by your jewels and your million dollar checks I'm always ready for whatever'
t a rapper or an activist I'm badder I used to run from a cracker named Lieutenant Casper No black leather jackets or black horasis My old days, like
Killa This that Harlem Music Right Here This that Diddy Bop, Get ready for the winner music That's what it is Killa, Dip Set [Cam'Ron Verse] Uh, Uh
we could do it too Cause you a sinner, I'm a sinner, we all sinners We rob niggaz for they presents at they barmitzvahs We rob niggaz for they body organs
Cemented Bent out of shape mend it Represent Spin been through it god Hold the Mac splendid Time Balotti rap version of the black Gotti Rob me God'll
I'm ready to get it started You betta tell em the hardest You hate on me then you retarded I'm a get mine reguardless I'm seein the rap the games needin
models and ho's Rappin', all ya'll some rag old bunnies Ready to jump off I'm on the side fondlin' this Marcy Black car be gone, Q.B. bitches ready to
models and ho's Rappin', all ya'll some rag old bunnies Ready to jump off I'm on the side fondlin' this Marcy Black Barbie doll, Q.B. bitches ready to
creep even had a rope ready to hang me Now who am I supposed to be? Eddie Spaghetti? You come and vic Rob G any time you're ready? Fuck that, they had
five star telly Get a suite and lemme put some in ya belly What's ya name? Sheena? Aw thought you was Shelly Don't matta - 4 o'clock juss be ready For