'm just throwin words at you (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd) Can you catch em, the words I'm throwin at you? (Wick-wick-wack) (Worrrd) Look, I'm just throwin words at
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U N B nigga Uh, smokin' out, throwin' up, keepin' lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at
you picture yourself lookin at pictures of male strippers thats how that i don't wanna go to hell nigga wish ya well like a wishin well wisher wish itself it fell at
me a bloodhound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole Live and die for this shit, word
Aiyyo God, yo meet me at the Denice Williams concert tonight, man Everybody there, Stacy Lattisaw, Teena Marie, everybody, man Yeah, yeah, no doubt, I
is no fun So let me play with me nine I'm steppin'with the Enterpri$e My only army brigade, and if I drop Then I just throw this like a hand-grenade
round, round in a maze there's money to be made, guess im on the paper chase You know i love ya babe (you know i love ya babe) But u know i gotta
haterz we got haterz watchu lookin at watchu lookin at huh watchu lookin at watchu lookin at huh watchu lookin at watchu lookin at huh watchu lookin at watchu lookin at
' to death Down these mean streets Johnny Quest From ASCAP to NASDAQ get that money sack These habitats ain't no place to raise family at These alley cats be at
guns son, the real deal K-A, microphone wrecker E-D The O, the U, the B, the L to the E Rocking on, word is born, so abandon ship My name is Erick Sermon
face *punch sound* Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts I'm on some shook shit, if it's missin I took it (whoops!) Nurse look at this straightjacket
killa till they look like broken fingas ridin round throwin jets up at them bitches they blowin back kisses cuz we winnin Verse 2: selfmade you just affiliated i chuckle at
mice Riffin as I'm sippin on a Heineken and gettin nice I shake em up they papes are gettin dead, nigga sittin on a Beretta said he wanna bet that I don't throw
the Cali way Gutter, I hustled the corner, cuts and alleyways Word mean nothin' to me, I'm goin' that-a-way I got a dynasty and I ain't throwin' that
any place in the world that they stay Even Japan and the U.K., you know you got to [Mos Def] Watch out! Louisana jug wine and conk out Throw her hands
's been sittin' in my chair, who goes there? To sub zero cold, your words can't flow here Glaciers of ice, plus layers of spice Say your prayers at night
