, BORN crazy When I came out my momma they said, "A whoopsy daisy!" As you see, you know I, I keep it goin So take it from me, HA, the king of disco'n
-k-i-e-and I go for what I know doin a show for human beings I'm guaranteed to rock I make the ladies scream and shout I'm bound to wreck your body and
smoother than alopecia skin I shows out, like dope when I put that flow down Like soap when I put my clothes on, I'm jokin', but I be Foamed out And
i almost forgot to give a shout out to da alley cats my nigga, A D, A Lee, and Slim T Bun B, and Ron C and Big T-I-M-P gotta post them nigga, out for
in front of factories pa Still push the truck with the factories pa I'm bound to wreck the whip and turn insurance out, make 'em shout D C (C'mon) Oakland (C'mon) U K
pump" -> cypress hill [all] another wild nigga from the bronx! "sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress hill (king sun!) another wild nigga from the bronx! [king
, knowhatI'msayin'? Yo, fuck that, let me shout it out to all the homeboys coast II coast Turnin' them forties upside down, big up to King Tee and Xzibit
the hell that you brought me in I'm a king with the sting of a scorpion I just follow your footprint, trace track and blackout You better shout to get a rap out
bang out Since my man died, we don't hang out We blow brains out, we tear the club up pullin things out Mafia World, all my niggaz max out We Bad Boys
for shrimp and steak Around the time whe the waitress are on their lunch break I pulled in the parkin' lot and parded my car Somebody shouted out, "I
we 'bout to take ya'll back into the realm It's like this yo yo, check it out, hold up yo It's like yo One to make you scream, two to make you shout Come
about it Or candy truck you jumped bitch you can jump up out it I ain't yo man so I ain't gone shout wit ya I'm headed to yo crib and its straight lights out
droppa remainin squated still bangin my Screw, doin my thing see the sun been out on me, but they swear I been in the rain my swangas poke out so wide
fact i almost forgot to give a shout out to da alley cats my nigga, A D, A Lee, and Slim T Bun B, and Ron C and Big T-I-M-P gotta post them nigga, out
for you to understand That nothing can f**k with the kid, Let me say it again! The Broad Back B, Busta Bust back to put out the trash And just for the
turned green, from countin the ones Memorized by the glory, word life Cut off niggaz who killed Bill but couldn't do nuttin for me Shout 'em out every