running out (repeat) [Verse 2] Submit Verse [Hook] This the shit that happen when we go out on the town This the shit that happen when we go out on the town
(feat. Mike Marshall) [Mike Marshall] Oooooooh! (In the name of Rame) In the name of Raymond, (yeah) he was a smooth talker. Street balla. (In the
off that yak, nigga I'm armed with a gat I pull it out and lay you out on your back your body shaking with your blood on the mat So back,back cause I
that yak, nigga I'm armed with a gat I pull it out and lay you out on your back your body shaking with your blood on the mat So back,back cause I'm closterphobic
PJ:] It's PJ, the Rap Hustler Going off, on these player hating suckers I'm from the Nawf, side of town Boys bout it over here, we on the grind I came
(Bust Down) Yo whats up ice mike (mike) What's up? I'm chillin recording, watching these bitches (bust down) What's up cody (cody) What's Up ho? (bust
fly you can ask anyone I'm not MTV so I can leave you Dead at 21 People stand amazed (how could you go on a killing craze) Cause my heart is blacker than
want you to see But they don't let you know what's really goin on Make it look like a lotta stealin goin on Boy them cops is killas in my home Nigga
chicks on the rise I'm the thugged out venom, smack the fire out ya eyes [N-Tyce] Yo there's a war going on outside, we gone escape from I only ask you
out ya purse Lay up in ya yard, rob ya when ya go to church Ya love white tees now ya face on the shirt Black tee, black beat, trappin on the front
for blocks, Whut I rent studios and don't pay, Whut (come on shaggy don't play) MIKE? I am whut I am [CHORUS] Your mamas got a glass tittie wit a screw on
barn shit Tickin like a bomb Full off ammo And I'm gonna let it go On the fuckin way On trick that think he betta flow Throwin up yo sigh If you feel
things I'm hitting eagle bitches In the forehead with this game Lame niggas imitate But they can't do it the same Fuck all haters Go and get your money man [Chorus x2] [killer mike
me come melt me Catch you on stage, so help one I'm a python, when the mic's on a fight on Write on, like a ninja know Tae Kwon Bitch-lips couldn't even
You need to put dome of them zero in front of them decimals [Chorus] [Ma$e] Arm frozen arm, dorn on so in nawn Macerate for guy rose in on Different color go
bitlets of sound Fuck your brontosaurus tearin up you town I?m initiating an annul ticket to renaissance I?m scaling the tallest building to speak out
went against us After load out we rolled out, celebrated in the van Though the speakers where blown out, the jammin' began So we drinking and laughing like always on
'em, jus' go kobe on them haters so i went 24?s on the drop chevy yellow paint purple guts n-ggas not ready i kill every hater i spot in the room then go