| Lyrics: | [Royce Da 5'9"] (Cha Cha)
(Stick up, stick up) Gangs 'til we play brains
We pick up (pick
up) when them thangs spray
This how it goes down in the hood that you can't stay
I'll invite
a nigga over then make him leave in the same day
Can you meet her?
I'm talkin bout a chick
wit a Coke bottle figure but never the 2-liter
Whatever you choose, especially
you
Definitely I rhyme better than who rhymes better than you!
Cause this is your sire, I
spit in the fire
Thinkin that I'm fittin to retire? {"BITCH, you a liar!"}
Ah-hah! The home
of the willest, I'm only the illest
I only'll steal it, phony-est niggaz'll feel it, c'mon
widdit
But when the battle is through
It's all-out "Jerry Springer" every arena, I'm on the
panel, too
Spit shit for my peeps, shit for the Jeeps
(Stick up, stick up) Strange pick-ups,
brains hittin your feet
Stained in ya mayn, listen, change in dissin
(And recognize) You
MC's, nothin; you leave with nothin
(And recognize) Fuck it, hold on I hear somebody
comin
{"Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, what is his name?"} 5-9!
[Chorus]
Can't keep comin
around me baby
Make my girls say (OHHHH!)
Can't keep running awayyyy
Give it to me now
(RUN)
[Interlude: Cha Cha]
You can't leave, you can't breathe, you can't
sleep
Hearts beat's goin - bu-bu-b-b-BUMP!
(It's like) Precious comin, can't turn your back
from it
And your heart keeps drummin - bu-bu-b-b-BUMP!
See deep, see the world from
beneath
And all you hear is that beat - bu-bu-b-b-BUMP!
(YO!) Evictions (YO!) enrichment
(YO!)
Contentment - bu-bu-b-b-BUMP! (YO! YO!)
[Royce Da 5'9"] (Cha Cha)
Yeah,
then after THAT I just thu-thu-th-thump, for fun
I'm COCKIN b |
