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Caz - Headknockas lyrics
f/ Layzie Bone, Nessie, Gangster Riddler * send corrections to the typist [Caz] Ah, uh, ay check this out here We got a lot of them bullshit ass cliques out there Crews, lil' forces, Westside Connection, Wu Tang You'll see whatever it may be nigga make your cheese We got four of the hardest, cold-bangin' ass niggas In this motherfucker! Dawg, Headknocka Academy All busters, bitches, and bastards stay to the left All real-ass, rich, rollin niggas, come on in to the right baby And knock to this Uh, what, what, what [Nessie] I keep it thuggin', I thought you niggas knew I'm thugged out I told you bitches last time, y'all get drugged out Man ??? what they yellin' when I'm dellin' And all my niggas, yea, they straight ace felons Now did it really, now did it really wanna do the crime That's why when they hittin' the streets, I pack a big nine I fuck with real niggas, kill niggas, a wild snicker Eastsida, straight rider And steady westside rollin' with my nigga Caz And Layzie Bone, bitch ass nigga, boy you know it's on Don't make me get my nigga, what the Gangster Riddler I told you niggas, wanna fuck with straight killers Hook: Nessie (Layzie Bone) 2x See we headknockas, glock cockers I fuck with real niggas, feel niggas (Let the fire, fire) (Ya gettin' burned, burned, burned) See we headknockas, glock cockers I fuck with real niggas, feel niggas (Let's go pump the ride, the ride) (Til it hurt, hurt, hurt) [Gangster Riddler] A solid scream through your mind keep hesitant y'all Best to move swift, change your residence Y'all president be dead when I'm takin' 'em Y'all might fall to the grill shakin', when we breakin' 'em Off somethin', start somethin', I move somethin' Y'all motherfuckers wanna bring, what? But y'all ain't bringin' No y'all loose, legacy of Caz to continue We worse than Keith Murray, huh, when we get in You headknockas wait for nobody, sold as dead Like Mel Gibson with a +Braveheart+ yellin' "Freedom!" For my projects, I am the west I'm from that crime with no quest And the course end in Cleveland, SE Hook 2x [Layzie Bone] I come from the land of the heartless, where you get taught quick Talk shit nigga, you gettin' your wig cracked On the streets where niggas get killed at Nigga this the 99 and nigga we still rap Ain't no love for these haters, Resurrection, Paper Paper All up in the club flashin' these gators Fuckin' wit nothin but the playas Let the fire, fire, ya gettin' burned, burned, burned Nigga let's go pump the ride, the ride, 'til it hurt, hurt, hurt (Better feel this shit ass!) And nigga wanna smash to get this scrilla Ready to blast with the Riddlin' Red You already know I pack my lead, remember what mama said Don't be no fool baby Headknockas them take they dues baby And when you fuckin' with Layzie, we gone make the game pay We could save we Take this motherfuckin' game of a hostage And lay this motherfuckin' whole shit down Hook 2x [Caz] See I can get'cha now, or I can hit'cha later Fuck later, I hate later Nigga there's no time greater, now watch me Pull up to this motherfucker thick, ain't no cop a fifth So ain't no motherfuckin' tricks that roll with me And let me see if you can hang Well if gangsters make the world go 'round Well nigga pound for pound, nigga we hold the ground And we ain't puttin' it down, what's that sound? Four headknockin' bangers on yo' ass Cous' smash the gas, and show these niggas off the turf You ain't puttin' at work So tip-toe and pull up your skirt I garuntee it hurts, Layzie, my Nessie, Gangster Ridd Real life niggas doin' biz Hook 3x Hook 2x w/out Nessie |
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