Sittin' Fa

Chorus: fat pat

Wanna be a -- baller, shot caller
Twenty inch blades -- on the impala
A caller gettin laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by ice
I hit the hiiighway, making money the flyyyy way
But there's got to be a bett-er wayy!
A better way, better way, yeah-ahhhh

[yungstar]
I'ma -- baller, i'ma twenty inch crawler
Blades on impala, diamond rottweiller
I-10 hauler, not a leader not follower
Break these boys off i'ma twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right, i'm outta sight i'm throwed
I'm bouncin off the road i'm in a modem with them foe dem
Tiny tune -- hop out my big body form
Chain with the chong, can't forget moet along
I'm hot, find me lookin good, diamonds against my wood
Man it's understood -- got money in my hood
I'm pushing big body can't stop me
For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy
I'ma crawl slow puffin on the optimo hit the sto'
I'ma go real slow -- puffin indo out the do'
I'ma lit the stash green, man i'm lookin clean
Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes

Chorus

[fat pat]
Big ballin, smashin, makin my ends
Smokin big killa gettin high in the benz
Big ballin, smashin, makin my ends
Smokin big killa gettin high in the benz
In the wind smoke goes as i crawl down on vogues
Twenty lorenzo, smoke all up in my nose
Yo' eyes, get froze, as you see my low
Candy-red, two-do', let my top down slow
Hittin, my remote, sittin, in my shit
Presidential v-12 with that amg kit
It don't quit, as i get high
From k.c. to h-town, connectin southside
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat pat blowin killa, can't be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah we got love
Blowin sticky green we flow through and above

Chorus

[lil' will]
Sittin' fat down south, rollin benz on blocks
Mo' scrilla i got, signin with shortstop
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel
To make a million dollars out my first record deal
Shortstop -- puttin up your motherfuckin ear
Really really don't give a fuck and i ain't drinkin on no beer
Codeine what i sip, pistol grip when i ride
Trunk hit fo' life baby it's southside
We on a fuckin mission expedition navigator
That's how we be ridin, alligator suitcasin
Puttin it in your face, and that's for real
Shinin harder than the grill it's the player lil' will
Down with the 2-low, yungstar be a thug
So nigga nigga what? i'm down with mo'thugs
Mo'thugs an' da bone, you know it's goin down
Represent that h-town, pop trunks surround by sound

Chorus

[yungstar]
I gots to get better man, it gots to move on
Switched from motorola to a primeco phone
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spoke, now these hoes count my inches
Had to get older -- man it got colder
I done got grown and got a chip on my shoulder
Licks in kuwait, got links in pakistan
Boys don't understand virtual reality caravan
Double doors marble floors naked hoes around me
Everytime i'm comin out, niggaz they wanna sign me
Got the lil' will diamond grillers ??
Blaze in the benz and you can't forget den-den
Boobie diamond ruby's, i'm watchin on a movie
Drop the top it's cotton, and you know i'm in a jacuzzi
Bourban and i'm swervin, man it's gettin hot
My last name lemmon, drive my tight'um off the lot, david taylor

Chorus

[hawk]
I hit the highway
Everything's my way, i par-le
Everyday all day, ain't no way
Boys can't stop as i slide through your neighborhood
Chop chop chop, headed straight to the top
I only play to win -- bout to close up shop
Showstoppin dead end, pimp the pen once again
Peep the message i send
Take these levels that you devils can't comprehend
Big bout it benz -- as i floss through the south
Big blue lens -- now whatcha talkin about?
Close yo' mouth -- as i settle all scores
Scream and shout -- my similes and metaphors
Mansion doors -- i contstantly close
All you hoes -- go and take off your clothes
Lord knows -- ain't no time to play
Commence to fuckin and-a suckin on the h.a.w.k.

Chorus

"bitch wanna die cause she know i caught her lyin!"

[nattie *singing*]
I met her in a bar outside a little part of texas
Never know she's sleepin 'round on me
I found about it one night when we were sexin
Cause she accidentally called me gee
Now you're lyin, fake cryin
Wanna die cause you know you a tramp in my book
Misleadin, steady cheatin
You run the street and you know you a bitch in my book

Now lil' jane, i guess that's what we'll call her
Had all the homies goin crazeeee
Had to join a convent, wanted to be a baller
Now the bitch fuck every guy she see
See you a slut and, in the mud and
Havin fun and you're still a bitch in my book
Trampin, soon you die bitch
And that's why you just a bitch in my book

Now i'm livin lost, don't know where my next meal is
Had to try and find a wayayyyy
Cause you left the house and you took everything i deal with
Now bitch i'm wonderin where you stayyy
See you a die-hoe, i'll bravo
I'll kill you, still a bitch in my book
Loaded, and smokin
Now i'm blowin, cause you a bitch in my book...

Just a bitch in my book...
This hoe is a slut in my booook...

Just a tramp, sick and tired of feedin whores
Everytime i'm walkin down the stree-eeet
And i'm sick and tired, of always seein closed doors
Wanna slap every tramp i meet
See you started, then you parted
Now you bought in, still a tramp in my book
Low-life, do snow white
Now you crow and you're still a bitch in my book
Know that, i go there
I'll beat you, you still a bitch in my book
Holdin, these .. *cracks up*

Back in effect!

[scarface]
Dig it
Comin back, i'm too large, i'm widdit
Come test me, you wanna get scarred, back in effect
That means that ac' is comin hard
And you're regrettin that you tried to pull his card
I start to sweat, when mc's get out of hand
And i don't let you amateurs get on the stand
I just go get johnny b the right-hand man
And watch em jet, when the action takes a stand
I'm on the set in other words, i'm in effect
Grab your cassettes, hit your rewinds, and your ejects
Tell your friends that ac' is back and ? as death
Another head put to rest

"when you wanna step to me i think you should know that.." -> kane
"i am a nightmare walkin, psychopath talkin.." -> ?

"action!"

[scarface]
I go for broke, so why would you waste time
Here comes an einstein, bringin the bassline
Boy you're a sad case, still wanna test mine?
Yeah this is brad's race, and here comes the next rhyme
You shoulda thought, before you stepped into
The center square, now i'm gonna bend you
You shoulda broke out, right after when you
Had the chance, so let me continue
I've got rhymes that can go on forever put em in mines and combine
And make em clever, irritatin the most minds
Aiyyo money, it's toast time, let us compare
Who's got the dope rhymes?
I take it as it comes, i got the gall
I couldn't fake it, so who's the one you call
To rock a party, and you know that ac' won't stall
Pass me the 40, i'm back in effect y'all
And step, and give the man some respect
You guessed, another head put to rest

"when you wanna step to me i think you should know that.." -> kane
"this is how it should be done.." -> rakim

"action!"

[scarface]
Back, comin back like a crackfiend
Strong, i leave a mark like a vaccine
Stop, you comin off on a wack scene
You're steppin on ac's green
Move, up close, to the animal
Not a vegetarian, i'm more like a cannibal
I'm comin hard, i'm comin hard, you can't stop the press
Ac' is a madman and i'm grabbin hostages
Flow, at will, stand at attention
Now go, no more plottin and no mo' bitchin
Ac' is a man, who's gonna get off
Whassup? step off
I heard your rhymes, and nevertheless
I never fess, and i'm back to progress
I yell whassup? put you to a test
Another head put to rest

"when you wanna step to me i think you should know that.." -> kane
"b. is on the cut.." -> rakin

[scarface]
As you sit, in your crib just imaginin
How to make up a jam that just hasn't been
Used, by the ac' kid now that's a laugh
It's over, on the level, stack up the trash
Pause, and let me break it down the way
I want to break it, and see how it sounds too
I couldn't fake it, cause ac' ain't around to play
I couldn't take it, now h-town is bound to pay
Bet, the man tried to hold me back
Now sweat, you couldn't control the ac'
Go get, upset cause i told the facts
You'll jet, cause here comes a load of wax
I cool, on the scene i'm in the spotlight
A fool, tried to test me then i got hype
I taught school, told them to take a hike
Grab the mic, psych, that jam is too hot right
I prove, to all you punks just like willie d
Ooooh, don't mention names, oh silly me
But on the real tip, take it seriously
You couldn't handle ac', i mean really d
I'm coolin, and steppin, whassup with that?
Backs to progress, another head put to rest

"when you wanna step to me i think you should know that.." -> kane
"ain't.. no.. half.. steppin.."

[scarface]
I'd like to send a shout out to class quarter productions
My man troy's in the house, y'knahmsayin?
Shortstop records
Johnnie b's on the set
Crazy c in the house
Def jam blastin, rockin it on and on
Special shout to my mixmaster, dj bruce