topic voor al je battles, niet te persoonlijk worden het gaat om het element van de battle.
leek me wel grappig
leek me wel grappig
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Dat was funny
Oké..
Jij mij beaten in n taal-kumitee is grappig -Rico is geen rapper- maar cabaretier
Je doet hard, maar bent soft.. als aardappelpuree
Dat betekent dat ie zacht is als deeg -hatsikidé-
Alleen maar fabeltjes in die krant die je leest
Zelfs die gast van Ong Bak kan mij niet pakken
Ja Rico, je hebt n groot hart.. maar kleine ballen
Check hoe de stijl verandert, gek ik kill je
Je hebt geluk dat ze hier geen battles filmen
Want anders hadden ze n tape waarop Rico werd gefucked als Paris Hilton
Mn crap is iller dan poepende aids-patienten
X beheerst de pennen
Leidt losers met meester-teksten
En als ik jou ooit al volg, dan moet je als eerste rappen
Gasten komen nog niet on-point als ze dat ding in hun broekie geslepen hebben
Ayo, je wéét toch
Als ik spit is t alsof de Middelandse zee leegloopt
Je computer crashed -Game Over-
Sof je de Towers raakt in je flight-simulator
Mn shit's zo dik dat t amper door de plee flowed
Met die rap-skillz raakt X nog meer kids dan pedo's
Net als Hell Yeah zn vader betast ik kinderen
Shine so bright, zelfs 's nachts verblind ik je
Rico weet niks nieuws te brengen.. iets als de krant van gisteren
Mn vergulde punches minderen nooit
Je wordt hier met fillers vermoord, alsof ik gevulde tandjes spit in je hoofd
Je brein is als n opgedroogde, volgepoepte pamper..
Shit dringt niet eens tot je door
Tik s wat dopes, vind je teksten niet flex G
Check me hier emcee's trashen op fresh beats
X is als de horizon..
Je ziet me in elke directie -derde dimensie-
Dit topic is als n plee die niet flushed..
Vandaar dat je hier steeds dezelfde crap ziet
Ik smash die wack kids op Technix
In t echt of als ik n tekst tik
Heb die rap-shit onder de knie alsof t mn scheenbeen is gast
En jouw flow's zo droog..
Je krijgt nog geen zeemeermin nat -lelijke gast-
Je weet dat ik al je regels omvat alsof ik n paperclip was
Zéker de hardste hier op kladpapier
Totdat BoA zn hart en ziel weer laat spreken
BoX vernietigt je hele generatie -eliminatie-
We termineren al t leven in deze debiele civilisatie
Digitale militaire operatie is wat je krijgt als XaeeD hier lines typed
Ik is n luxueuze emcee..
Rico zn regels zijn gratis
Player je faalt hier miserabel
Lyricaal flow ik liters water -je speakers praten-
Psychisch maak ik hier kadavers van fakers die t wagen wat ik type te kraken
Oké..
Jij mij beaten in n taal-kumitee is grappig -Rico is geen rapper- maar cabaretier
Je doet hard, maar bent soft.. als aardappelpuree
Dat betekent dat ie zacht is als deeg -hatsikidé-
Alleen maar fabeltjes in die krant die je leest
Zelfs die gast van Ong Bak kan mij niet pakken
Ja Rico, je hebt n groot hart.. maar kleine ballen
Check hoe de stijl verandert, gek ik kill je
Je hebt geluk dat ze hier geen battles filmen
Want anders hadden ze n tape waarop Rico werd gefucked als Paris Hilton
Mn crap is iller dan poepende aids-patienten
X beheerst de pennen
Leidt losers met meester-teksten
En als ik jou ooit al volg, dan moet je als eerste rappen
Gasten komen nog niet on-point als ze dat ding in hun broekie geslepen hebben
Ayo, je wéét toch
Als ik spit is t alsof de Middelandse zee leegloopt
Je computer crashed -Game Over-
Sof je de Towers raakt in je flight-simulator
Mn shit's zo dik dat t amper door de plee flowed
Met die rap-skillz raakt X nog meer kids dan pedo's
Net als Hell Yeah zn vader betast ik kinderen
Shine so bright, zelfs 's nachts verblind ik je
Rico weet niks nieuws te brengen.. iets als de krant van gisteren
Mn vergulde punches minderen nooit
Je wordt hier met fillers vermoord, alsof ik gevulde tandjes spit in je hoofd
Je brein is als n opgedroogde, volgepoepte pamper..
Shit dringt niet eens tot je door
Tik s wat dopes, vind je teksten niet flex G
Check me hier emcee's trashen op fresh beats
X is als de horizon..
Je ziet me in elke directie -derde dimensie-
Dit topic is als n plee die niet flushed..
Vandaar dat je hier steeds dezelfde crap ziet
Ik smash die wack kids op Technix
In t echt of als ik n tekst tik
Heb die rap-shit onder de knie alsof t mn scheenbeen is gast
En jouw flow's zo droog..
Je krijgt nog geen zeemeermin nat -lelijke gast-
Je weet dat ik al je regels omvat alsof ik n paperclip was
Zéker de hardste hier op kladpapier
Totdat BoA zn hart en ziel weer laat spreken
BoX vernietigt je hele generatie -eliminatie-
We termineren al t leven in deze debiele civilisatie
Digitale militaire operatie is wat je krijgt als XaeeD hier lines typed
Ik is n luxueuze emcee..
Rico zn regels zijn gratis
Player je faalt hier miserabel
Lyricaal flow ik liters water -je speakers praten-
Psychisch maak ik hier kadavers van fakers die t wagen wat ik type te kraken
laatste aanpassing
Present bij de trein, je zit vast als een locomotief
schijt aan chromosoom, m'n hormonen zijn bij wijven geliefd
ik spit zuur zo fijn da'k een gat in 't dak brand
jij spit vuur dat je je tong verbrand, tis niet eens frappant
schijt aan chromosoom, m'n hormonen zijn bij wijven geliefd
ik spit zuur zo fijn da'k een gat in 't dak brand
jij spit vuur dat je je tong verbrand, tis niet eens frappant
laatste aanpassing
nee tis frapant dat lycan denkt dat ie rappen kan,
kerel je bakt niet eens een etje in een steelpan,
je bent nerd man, je kan er nix van,
je verses zijn laat als rayman,
kerel ga buistespele, ga jeblieft van de glijbaan,
kerel ik kom hard en je doet er nix aan,
ik pak je aan, jij spit krom als een banaan,
jazeker ik wil faam voor deze shit,
omdat ik hard kom en hard kan komen,
ga maar afromen, ik vervolg m'n dromen,
ik ben een godenzoon en ik zal er komen, niet geloge,
k laat je ver achter, de laatste plaats, je hebt het in de gate en je komt er nu achter
kerel je bakt niet eens een etje in een steelpan,
je bent nerd man, je kan er nix van,
je verses zijn laat als rayman,
kerel ga buistespele, ga jeblieft van de glijbaan,
kerel ik kom hard en je doet er nix aan,
ik pak je aan, jij spit krom als een banaan,
jazeker ik wil faam voor deze shit,
omdat ik hard kom en hard kan komen,
ga maar afromen, ik vervolg m'n dromen,
ik ben een godenzoon en ik zal er komen, niet geloge,
k laat je ver achter, de laatste plaats, je hebt het in de gate en je komt er nu achter
nee tis frapant dat lycan denkt dat ie rappen kan,
kerel je bakt niet eens een etje in een steelpan,
je bent nerd man, je kan er nix van,
je verses zijn laat als rayman, PLAYED
kerel ga buistespele, ga jeblieft van de glijbaan, Wat nou glijbaan?
kerel ik kom hard en je doet er nix aan, WHATEVER
ik pak je aan, jij spit krom als een banaan, LAME!!!
jazeker ik wil faam voor deze shit,
omdat ik hard kom en hard kan komen,
ga maar afromen, ik vervolg m'n dromen, hahahaha dont live your dreams!!
ik ben een godenzoon en ik zal er komen, niet geloge,
k laat je ver achter, de laatste plaats, je hebt het in de gate en je komt er nu achter
hehehe jongen, you serious right?
ok, je bent een godenzoon,
met de chromosonen van een homo-kloon,
deze sukkel droomt gewoon,
als hij lekker komt, dan rukt ie mn kloon!
ik ben zo dope, ik word dubbel beloond,
jij alweer tot sukkel bekroont!
nog ff en ik ram een kruk door je dome,
ik fluister niks, ik brul t gewoon, dus luister:
"Jij gaat nog nie komen al rukken er 10 chicks aan je boner!"
als hij iemand aan wilt kijken dan kijkt ie naar boven!
de ideale lengte voor iemand die zn hele leven aan piemels heeft gezoge
al je rijms zijn gelogen, niemand hier gelooft je,
je bent net zo dope als een mongool die 10 bier heeft gezope!
dit is pas lachen, Victor is God's grapje,
prachtig!!
als hij lekker komt, dan rukt ie mn kloon!
juahhh
in je eigen woorden: Whatever"ok, je bent een godenzoon,
met de chromosonen van een homo-kloon"
hehehe
Zelfs stroboscopen in Sodom en Gomora vinden Victor n flikker
De meeste dudes groeien verbaal, deze bitch zn skillz worden minder en minder
Jij bent nimmer de illste, je bent meer pussie dan klitjes van kittens
Kid ik verslind je en vreet je vanbinnen op als n virale infectie
Lyricale inspectie
Ik ben de stem die je hier iedere avond digitaal op je scherm ziet
Als Vic lekker komt bust de dwaas n erectie
Je rapt niet, je loopt zo hard te piepen.. soms versta je jezelf niet
Dude doet stoer maar stiekem draagt ie n panty
Ik bedoel maar.. ik houd n toespraak over gelijke rechten en ga dan met je meisje sexen
Terwijl ik aan mn stijve doe rukken -trekken-
Ik kan deze shit niet vlugger bedenken, dus dit zijn niet mn snuggerste teksten
Als ik spit in n battle dan tuf ik op rappers
Victor.. letterlijk verpletter ik je wacke diss onder 10 ton vette stront
Elke beat komt nét te kort.. ik blaas mezelluf op
Volledig geautomatiseerde nucleaire zelfmoord-bom
Als jij je in mijn gedachten zou verplaatsen, dan liep je hersenletsel op
X ZET ZN TEKSTEN BOLD
Tekken-monster, teken-wonder
Jij bent bi-zonder gay geworden ..sinds je geboorte is je leven over
X ripped je schedel open, maar je leeghoofd produceert geen flows
Victor is zo gay dat ie als baby nooit zn moemie maar zn vader's tepel zoog
met de chromosonen van een homo-kloon"
hehehe
Zelfs stroboscopen in Sodom en Gomora vinden Victor n flikker
De meeste dudes groeien verbaal, deze bitch zn skillz worden minder en minder
Jij bent nimmer de illste, je bent meer pussie dan klitjes van kittens
Kid ik verslind je en vreet je vanbinnen op als n virale infectie
Lyricale inspectie
Ik ben de stem die je hier iedere avond digitaal op je scherm ziet
Als Vic lekker komt bust de dwaas n erectie
Je rapt niet, je loopt zo hard te piepen.. soms versta je jezelf niet
Dude doet stoer maar stiekem draagt ie n panty
Ik bedoel maar.. ik houd n toespraak over gelijke rechten en ga dan met je meisje sexen
Terwijl ik aan mn stijve doe rukken -trekken-
Ik kan deze shit niet vlugger bedenken, dus dit zijn niet mn snuggerste teksten
Als ik spit in n battle dan tuf ik op rappers
Victor.. letterlijk verpletter ik je wacke diss onder 10 ton vette stront
Elke beat komt nét te kort.. ik blaas mezelluf op
Volledig geautomatiseerde nucleaire zelfmoord-bom
Als jij je in mijn gedachten zou verplaatsen, dan liep je hersenletsel op
X ZET ZN TEKSTEN BOLD
Tekken-monster, teken-wonder
Jij bent bi-zonder gay geworden ..sinds je geboorte is je leven over
X ripped je schedel open, maar je leeghoofd produceert geen flows
Victor is zo gay dat ie als baby nooit zn moemie maar zn vader's tepel zoog
laatste aanpassing
Je weet zelluf toch
Wanneer ga je weg hier?
Je bent al zovaak gekilled.. je bent net de rappende versie van Kenny
-ben je wéér gedissed-
Wanneer ga je weg hier?
Je bent al zovaak gekilled.. je bent net de rappende versie van Kenny
-ben je wéér gedissed-
laatste aanpassing
shit bitches....
X is de ware rapper- type straatsoldaat a.k.a. -invasie-planner
ik ben geen straat -ik ben de haagse ghetto
stap binne in je wijk- speel met je wijf -schreeuw waar je blijft- en hoor twaalf lanen verder nog de echo
ik haat battles- al die gasten- asjeblieft praat verder
want alleen Under probeert zn ware aard te verbergen met n magere tekst
maar verder zie ik niemand van die homofielen zich met 'god's paradepaardje' mengen
dus flikkers discussier verder- of blaat als n schaap -staand, vlak naast- maar met haat voor zn herder
ga ik ondertussse op me gemak geen chick maar n dametje temmen
want ik heb al n paar maanden zin om tijger tussen me lakens te hebben
ik twijfel alleen of teigetje geen pussy is en me geen beurt maar n duur betaalde kater komt brengen
met 230 de straten verwennend - alles op me pad van mannen tot ouwe dametjes scheppend
maar voor dit schatje man- ik sta zwaar op me remmen
ik wil je in je eetkamer op t tafeltje dekken- en zo heet make dat we n week later nog steeds over je tafeltje zwemmen
en zolang doordouwe op die moordvrouw dat ik van de zaadjes die zwemmen hele draden kan trekken
me tong is n lepelaar die bochten maakt -zo vreemd - dat zelfs leguane't niet kennen
dit wordt n fase van sex- bel je vriend "ik ben laat van me werk"
kom vandaag (komt de vraag) "waar zit je dan??" schatje je ben achteraf zo verlamd je kan t 'm maandag pas zeggen
ik ben gestoord verklaard asje voor me staat en die stevige benen schaart rond me kaak of me lende
want je wordt in t rond gedraaid en dol genaaid sof je bent buitgemaakt door n hele piratenbende
ga die fysio op n tafel leggen tot mn libido-niveau de volle maan bedekt- dr botte niet verder krake kenne-
en dr zo vol spuiten- dat we n vernieuwde vorm van homo-sapiens verwekken
Tony Montana zoals ik ladingen breng- altijd op tijd voor t gevaar in de tent
meissie kom op me schoot sof ik sinterklaas voor je ben
t kado onder me toga is n ware raket- geen Ola maar NASA- dat je in n hoger stadium brengt
kom vandaag dan ontmaagd ik je ECHT- raak je blaas tottie lekt
en maak je zoo zwanger dat je nog negen jaar dragende bent
de blik in je ogen zegt "ik mis al jaren n VENT"-
maar na mij wil je enkel nog met dames naar bed
X is de ware rapper- type straatsoldaat a.k.a. -invasie-planner
ik ben geen straat -ik ben de haagse ghetto
stap binne in je wijk- speel met je wijf -schreeuw waar je blijft- en hoor twaalf lanen verder nog de echo
ik haat battles- al die gasten- asjeblieft praat verder
want alleen Under probeert zn ware aard te verbergen met n magere tekst
maar verder zie ik niemand van die homofielen zich met 'god's paradepaardje' mengen
dus flikkers discussier verder- of blaat als n schaap -staand, vlak naast- maar met haat voor zn herder
ga ik ondertussse op me gemak geen chick maar n dametje temmen
want ik heb al n paar maanden zin om tijger tussen me lakens te hebben
ik twijfel alleen of teigetje geen pussy is en me geen beurt maar n duur betaalde kater komt brengen
met 230 de straten verwennend - alles op me pad van mannen tot ouwe dametjes scheppend
maar voor dit schatje man- ik sta zwaar op me remmen
ik wil je in je eetkamer op t tafeltje dekken- en zo heet make dat we n week later nog steeds over je tafeltje zwemmen
en zolang doordouwe op die moordvrouw dat ik van de zaadjes die zwemmen hele draden kan trekken
me tong is n lepelaar die bochten maakt -zo vreemd - dat zelfs leguane't niet kennen
dit wordt n fase van sex- bel je vriend "ik ben laat van me werk"
kom vandaag (komt de vraag) "waar zit je dan??" schatje je ben achteraf zo verlamd je kan t 'm maandag pas zeggen
ik ben gestoord verklaard asje voor me staat en die stevige benen schaart rond me kaak of me lende
want je wordt in t rond gedraaid en dol genaaid sof je bent buitgemaakt door n hele piratenbende
ga die fysio op n tafel leggen tot mn libido-niveau de volle maan bedekt- dr botte niet verder krake kenne-
en dr zo vol spuiten- dat we n vernieuwde vorm van homo-sapiens verwekken
Tony Montana zoals ik ladingen breng- altijd op tijd voor t gevaar in de tent
meissie kom op me schoot sof ik sinterklaas voor je ben
t kado onder me toga is n ware raket- geen Ola maar NASA- dat je in n hoger stadium brengt
kom vandaag dan ontmaagd ik je ECHT- raak je blaas tottie lekt
en maak je zoo zwanger dat je nog negen jaar dragende bent
de blik in je ogen zegt "ik mis al jaren n VENT"-
maar na mij wil je enkel nog met dames naar bed
_0_
Dat bedoel ik haha
Das de shit right there
hahaha
Das BoA tog
Props man
Wie spit iller?
Dat bedoel ik haha
Das de shit right there
hahaha
Das BoA tog
Props man
Wie spit iller?
Vic en Prince, zaten in een boom
slik pillen zodat niemand je gelooft
ik vloei over je heen, neem de zee mee
ik ben gegroeid sinds je scheen te prayen
vloei zo wreed dat 't gewezen beeld in tweeën breekt
slik pillen zodat niemand je gelooft
ik vloei over je heen, neem de zee mee
ik ben gegroeid sinds je scheen te prayen
vloei zo wreed dat 't gewezen beeld in tweeën breekt
X is de ware rapper
Das de shit right there
bring dat shit
Ayo
dit wordt n fase van sex
ok
hell yeah
Oké..
ik mis al jaren n VENT
Ik laat t je voelen
die blik in je ogen
Terwijl ik aan mn stijve doe rukken
ik wil je in je eetkamer op t tafeltje dekken
Das de shit right there
homo???
gooz
dit is n band geschapen- door al die kankahgare halftamme gaste die praten sof ze kansen gaan maken in t land van mn talen
we bewandelen paden met praten die onverstaanbaar waren als we ze niet ter plekke vertaalden
onweerstaanbaar voor dames die zien waar we voor staan
stadions -gevuld tot de nok- waarvoor je de komende duizend jaar al geen kaart meer ken halen
jochies als jij doen of ze straat zijn- vroeger op school zei je "ik haat rijm"
en nu ben je boos omdat wij de nieuwe Vondel op aarde zijn
bewonderenswaardig rijm- terwijl jij zonder geld in mn restaurant hongerig de kaart bekijkt
ik plaats die lines sneller dan n schijnwerper- afstand delen door snelheid- vijf mijlen verder
homo omdat we tegelijkertijd samen je meissie verwennen??
tis niet eens bi- tis hoe maten n wijf staan te temmen
check wat ik zie........
hahahaha
mooi man
echt
van alles wat je hier hebt gedropt
is dit t eerste vette
ik kon er zelfs om lache man
jammer alleen dat je alles gestolen hebt.....
props tho
gooz
dit is n band geschapen- door al die kankahgare halftamme gaste die praten sof ze kansen gaan maken in t land van mn talen
we bewandelen paden met praten die onverstaanbaar waren als we ze niet ter plekke vertaalden
onweerstaanbaar voor dames die zien waar we voor staan
stadions -gevuld tot de nok- waarvoor je de komende duizend jaar al geen kaart meer ken halen
jochies als jij doen of ze straat zijn- vroeger op school zei je "ik haat rijm"
en nu ben je boos omdat wij de nieuwe Vondel op aarde zijn
bewonderenswaardig rijm- terwijl jij zonder geld in mn restaurant hongerig de kaart bekijkt
ik plaats die lines sneller dan n schijnwerper- afstand delen door snelheid- vijf mijlen verder
homo omdat we tegelijkertijd samen je meissie verwennen??
tis niet eens bi- tis hoe maten n wijf staan te temmen
check wat ik zie........
hahahaha
mooi man
echt
van alles wat je hier hebt gedropt
is dit t eerste vette
ik kon er zelfs om lache man
jammer alleen dat je alles gestolen hebt.....
props tho
donateur
wil je in je eetkamer op t tafeltje dekken
Haha , op een tafel dek je?
Piemeltje, strek je !
Je spiegel checkt je
als je die bitch oprekt huh?
Jonguh je lult uit je nekje
Ga terug naar je plekje
t is meer als tafeltje dekje
piemeltje, ik trek je
Die testosteron blabla
want iedereen kijkt je na
iedereen wil jou zijn, ja ja
Stop het man, die melodrama
want dude, ff serieus haha
je woont nog bij je pa en ma
Als je iets ziet als een vagina
ga je huilend zitten "mama, mamma...
ik keek ineens in die vagina
ze was al nat, maar wat moet ik daarna?!
ze spreidde haar benen, die sma...
Help mam, want ze ligt nu onder mijn pa
die zei nog "kijk zo moet het zoon, doe mij maar na"
Je hebt nog zoveel de leren
voordat je je kan certificeren
Je zal nog op je bek gaan, vele keren
voordat je het topic hier zal kunnen domineren
En elke keer zullen we het in je gezicht smeren
als we weer eens grootheidswaanzin concluderen
Je zou willen dat je je leven kon combineren
met post-nataal aborteren
zozo 
Dacht dat ik alles gehad had
grap op Booyaka's graf
kap met je grap, red je hach
voordat BoA naar je hapt
voordat Moon je verbaal slacht
Maak van een mug geen olifant
de kontplug die in je kut strand
geluk kiest mijn kant
sla die griet, neem haar onder hand
maai precies haar kont de grond aan
je verliest graag, sla in 't rond de victorie aan
grap op Booyaka's graf
kap met je grap, red je hach
voordat BoA naar je hapt
voordat Moon je verbaal slacht
Maak van een mug geen olifant
de kontplug die in je kut strand
geluk kiest mijn kant
sla die griet, neem haar onder hand
maai precies haar kont de grond aan
je verliest graag, sla in 't rond de victorie aan
donateur
voordat BoA naar je hapt
geil Been there and done that
de kontplug die in je kut strand
maai precies haar kont de grond aan
Zonde... gramaticaal sla je als een tang op een varken
zozo
jaja
laatste aanpassing
woppa!
donateur
Weet je wat nou zo jammer is?
Het klinkt allemaal wel leuk
maar de plank sla je volledig mis
't is grammaticaal van die slappe meuk
ALs het niet rijmt, rijmt het niet
maar probeer niet je zinnen aan de passen
om uit je grote verdriet
op die manier het toch nog aan mekaar te lassen
Je zet je alleen maar te kakken
je komt over alsof je beschikt over een exrteem laag IQ
wat je makkelijker maakt om in te pakken
Dus kom maar eens met wat kloppends nu
En met kloppend bedoel ik niet die 12 centimeter
die de dikte heeft van een gemiddelde dropveter
Snap sowieso niet dat erover opgeschept wordt
als het aan het aantal centimeters schort
Grootspraak over zogenaamde pornosessies
Die blabla snijdt gewoon op mijn netvlies
Maar jullie rijten liever iets als een maagdenvlies
1 tip van Booya : Gebruik in elk geval wel een peniskoker
want een maagdenvlies bereik je niet met formaatje tandenstoker
Now cut the bullcrap
en heel heel misschien
dat je nu kan laten zien
dat je echte ballen hebt
Het klinkt allemaal wel leuk
maar de plank sla je volledig mis
't is grammaticaal van die slappe meuk
ALs het niet rijmt, rijmt het niet
maar probeer niet je zinnen aan de passen
om uit je grote verdriet
op die manier het toch nog aan mekaar te lassen
Je zet je alleen maar te kakken
je komt over alsof je beschikt over een exrteem laag IQ
wat je makkelijker maakt om in te pakken
Dus kom maar eens met wat kloppends nu
En met kloppend bedoel ik niet die 12 centimeter
die de dikte heeft van een gemiddelde dropveter
Snap sowieso niet dat erover opgeschept wordt
als het aan het aantal centimeters schort
Grootspraak over zogenaamde pornosessies
Die blabla snijdt gewoon op mijn netvlies
Maar jullie rijten liever iets als een maagdenvlies
1 tip van Booya : Gebruik in elk geval wel een peniskoker
want een maagdenvlies bereik je niet met formaatje tandenstoker
Now cut the bullcrap
en heel heel misschien
dat je nu kan laten zien
dat je echte ballen hebt
laatste aanpassing
wolla!
donateur
Oh wacht, ik weet al wat er nu gaat komen
vanuit de groten der gods zonen
Want nu gaan jullie me nog belonen
met een certificaat met om me te bekronen
Booya rijmt als sinterklaas
dat was m toch, kleine dwaas?
Maar nou wil het toeval helaas
dat je niets hebt van een relaas
verbale vechtersbaas
De standaard skotz
van de rap-a-lotz
want ow ow wat zijn ze trots
op hun geniale texten * kots kots*
Ben benieuwd waarmee je me nu wilt dissen
hoe je nu met je slangetongetje gaat sissen
terwijl je in je broekje staat te pissen
overwegend hoe je ze neemt, deze hindernissen
Je breekt je nek
je breekt je bek
Maar das niet gek
want ik vreet je op, als kleine snack
vanuit de groten der gods zonen
Want nu gaan jullie me nog belonen
met een certificaat met om me te bekronen
Booya rijmt als sinterklaas
dat was m toch, kleine dwaas?
Maar nou wil het toeval helaas
dat je niets hebt van een relaas
verbale vechtersbaas
De standaard skotz
van de rap-a-lotz
want ow ow wat zijn ze trots
op hun geniale texten * kots kots*
Ben benieuwd waarmee je me nu wilt dissen
hoe je nu met je slangetongetje gaat sissen
terwijl je in je broekje staat te pissen
overwegend hoe je ze neemt, deze hindernissen
Je breekt je nek
je breekt je bek
Maar das niet gek
want ik vreet je op, als kleine snack
waarom me dit topic juist zo leuk lijkt,
ik voel me thuis in sneuheid,
gaste hier zijn zo walgelijk dat je spontaan jeuk krijgt
ik krab achter me oren en kladder dan wat woorden
crash geregeld, maar zal nooit vallen als een toren op je woonwijk
en ik hoop dat je heup splijt, veel schreeuwt met een hoop spijt
als je dan omhoog kijkt
zie je het lichtje aan het einde van de tunnel, het is als kijken in een gun
eikel, echt, ik hoop dat je krijgt wat ik je gun
ik voel me thuis in sneuheid,
gaste hier zijn zo walgelijk dat je spontaan jeuk krijgt
ik krab achter me oren en kladder dan wat woorden
crash geregeld, maar zal nooit vallen als een toren op je woonwijk
en ik hoop dat je heup splijt, veel schreeuwt met een hoop spijt
als je dan omhoog kijkt
zie je het lichtje aan het einde van de tunnel, het is als kijken in een gun
eikel, echt, ik hoop dat je krijgt wat ik je gun
donateur
Dat is 't grootste probleem
Ah joh, nog 1½ maand , dan heb ik het te druk voor jullie
Dat is 't grootste probleem
beter rijmen als sinterklaas dan helemaal niet rijmen maanridder.
maanridder? maanridder in je aars flikker
donateur
beter rijmen als sinterklaas dan helemaal niet rijmen maanridder.
True that
Anywayz, ik weet niet wie er nu heel de nacht met pen en papier zwaar zit te overdenken wat ie nou moet gaan posten hier, Weinig te battlen namelijk op deze manier (N)
Onderdruk pussy's hier als sidechains op kicks,
Honderden rookies, geen enkel krijgt beet op dit,
Door barriere’s als Ebay die kidney's teert,
En carrieres verknipt als Britney Spears,
Want kid, je rapt pulp, dat je tot tuig behoort,
Gayshit, als fag's lullen in een kruisverhoor,
Dus adrem tegen kleuters, de allergie raast,
Dus slang konijnenkeutels als sos weg bij kaviaar
Honderden rookies, geen enkel krijgt beet op dit,
Door barriere’s als Ebay die kidney's teert,
En carrieres verknipt als Britney Spears,
Want kid, je rapt pulp, dat je tot tuig behoort,
Gayshit, als fag's lullen in een kruisverhoor,
Dus adrem tegen kleuters, de allergie raast,
Dus slang konijnenkeutels als sos weg bij kaviaar
donateur
Wauw, diepe respect, echt knap man
Hoe lang heb je erover gedaan
en hoevaak heb je zitten gummen dan?
Ik zie je gewoon met knikkende knietjes staan
Ik zie je staan als kindje, vroeger op school
Van die spreekbeurt nervositeit
waarbij je voelt hoe de poep lang je benen glijdt
Hoe je stottert, hoe je stamelt
hoe je al je moed verzamelt
om 'm toch nog aan te gaan, die strijd
Maar ach, t geeft niet meid
* geeft Onid een aai over zijn bol*
ga maar gauw weer verder schrijven
gum maar snel weer en lees het 10x na
Laat 't echte werk maar over aan Booyaka
die 't nog steeds beter doet dan jullie wijven
Hoe lang heb je erover gedaan
en hoevaak heb je zitten gummen dan?
Ik zie je gewoon met knikkende knietjes staan
Ik zie je staan als kindje, vroeger op school
Van die spreekbeurt nervositeit
waarbij je voelt hoe de poep lang je benen glijdt
Hoe je stottert, hoe je stamelt
hoe je al je moed verzamelt
om 'm toch nog aan te gaan, die strijd
Maar ach, t geeft niet meid
* geeft Onid een aai over zijn bol*
ga maar gauw weer verder schrijven
gum maar snel weer en lees het 10x na
Laat 't echte werk maar over aan Booyaka
die 't nog steeds beter doet dan jullie wijven
Diep respect? Je verrekent je, schrijven lukt me,
En ondertussen bevredigde ik zelfs je kleine zusje,
Zo van, 'BOOYAKA!', vroeger was ik angsthaas qua les?
Maar ik had dan ook niet jou, de crackhoer als lerares,
Je weet het als fantast, je spit met belabberd gelul,
Enig vakmanschap dat je bezit is dat je vakken vult,
Dromen forfillt, ga huilen, je rapt pijnlijk als katheters,
Deze MILF, die duidelijk gebrek is aan beter,
Partyflock gebruikt om een sociaal iets te bouwen,
Vrienden zoekt, met webmasters het liefst wou trouwen,
Begrijp ‘t, ben obscene, geen lowlife, maar high on life,
En spuug niet naar je meid, maar bijt gelijk,
En ondertussen bevredigde ik zelfs je kleine zusje,
Zo van, 'BOOYAKA!', vroeger was ik angsthaas qua les?
Maar ik had dan ook niet jou, de crackhoer als lerares,
Je weet het als fantast, je spit met belabberd gelul,
Enig vakmanschap dat je bezit is dat je vakken vult,
Dromen forfillt, ga huilen, je rapt pijnlijk als katheters,
Deze MILF, die duidelijk gebrek is aan beter,
Partyflock gebruikt om een sociaal iets te bouwen,
Vrienden zoekt, met webmasters het liefst wou trouwen,
Begrijp ‘t, ben obscene, geen lowlife, maar high on life,
En spuug niet naar je meid, maar bijt gelijk,
donateur
vroeger was ik angsthaas qua les?
cammewattus?Maar ik had dan ook niet jou, de crackhoer als lerares,
echt ...dat is wat ik bedoelde met dat er geeneens normaal nederlands geluld wordt hierzo
verschrikkelijk zeg, zelfs mijn nichtje van 2 beheerst beter abn
terug naar school zeg ik je
En spuug niet naar je meid, maar bijt gelijk,
Das dan wel weer geil
laatste aanpassing
echt ...dat is wat ik bedoelde met dat er geeneens normaal nederlands geluld wordt hierzo
verschrikkelijk zeg, zelfs mijn nichtje van 2 beheerst beter abn
Wou je het meer lief hebben dan?
Das dan wel weer geil
laatste aanpassing
donateur
Deze MILF, die duidelijk gebrek is aan beter,
Uiteraard ben ik gebrek aan beter
maar probeert me puur uit je eigen belangen
te rijgen aan je kleine dropveter
je hunkert vol verlangen
en knijpt in je eigen appelwangen
Koetsjie koetsjie grote knul
je hebt het voor mekaar
je hebt weer een rijmpje van nix nul
Dus ga door en speel het klaar
noem me 'bij gebrek aan beter'
terwijl je trekt aan je eigen l*l
want waar MILF voor staat schattige betweter
is nog steeds "I'd like to fuck"
Dus ik weet niet waar jij aan dacht,
maar een belediging heb je me weer niet gegeven
Bedenk aan wie je het geeft, die macht
"milf" signing out, dus oefen nog even
voor je het weer probeert *smak*
BooYa
die tekst was voor Jenna-
en JA- je ben n slet ja
n aandachtvragend kreng dat om n mep vraagt -zo hard- dat zelfs je reden om te janken wordt weggevaagd
je geraamte's de grens van je vetlaag
van voren geschaafd -slagersdochter- als van achter met n mes gedaan
maak n shot- vooraanzicht- komt r niks dan n 1-D vlek te staan
paardestaart met de heggeschaar-
ik zweer- assik je zie- ik schrik- ik denk "dan trek ik maar"
en schatje wat voor zalfje heb je in hemelsnaam op je bek gedaan
't is net de maan- maar dan zonder t lieve geziggie voor t naar bedje gaan
pomp ik nog liever me niggie -dan met die vieze bitch aan t sexen te slaan
ik heb lyrisch nog niks op mn rap-ertoire
ik dank dak ik knetter wahr
te veel geblowd
sorry meissie
ik zou je nog niet vies op je buik nemen als ik schoon n rug kreeg
en toen Hij tieten ging uitdelen stond je waarschijnlijk VER over de brug heen
want voor je stond nog elk dier dat op aarde in de lucht leeft
ik vraag me af of n wandelende tak wel n kut heeft
en om dr ooit wat moois van te maken- ik vraag me af of dr n plastisch chirurg bestaat die de durf heeft.....
waarschijnlijk niet- hoe komt t dat niemand in dat bos van wijven dat twijgje ziet
je wil dick maar je krijgt t niet- want elke lul verbrijzelt iets- ongeacht hoe klein die is
zelfs als ie weigert bitch
die tekst was voor Jenna-
en JA- je ben n slet ja
n aandachtvragend kreng dat om n mep vraagt -zo hard- dat zelfs je reden om te janken wordt weggevaagd
je geraamte's de grens van je vetlaag
van voren geschaafd -slagersdochter- als van achter met n mes gedaan
maak n shot- vooraanzicht- komt r niks dan n 1-D vlek te staan
paardestaart met de heggeschaar-
ik zweer- assik je zie- ik schrik- ik denk "dan trek ik maar"
en schatje wat voor zalfje heb je in hemelsnaam op je bek gedaan
't is net de maan- maar dan zonder t lieve geziggie voor t naar bedje gaan
pomp ik nog liever me niggie -dan met die vieze bitch aan t sexen te slaan
ik heb lyrisch nog niks op mn rap-ertoire
ik dank dak ik knetter wahr
te veel geblowd
sorry meissie
ik zou je nog niet vies op je buik nemen als ik schoon n rug kreeg
en toen Hij tieten ging uitdelen stond je waarschijnlijk VER over de brug heen
want voor je stond nog elk dier dat op aarde in de lucht leeft
ik vraag me af of n wandelende tak wel n kut heeft
en om dr ooit wat moois van te maken- ik vraag me af of dr n plastisch chirurg bestaat die de durf heeft.....
waarschijnlijk niet- hoe komt t dat niemand in dat bos van wijven dat twijgje ziet
je wil dick maar je krijgt t niet- want elke lul verbrijzelt iets- ongeacht hoe klein die is
zelfs als ie weigert bitch
je wil dick maar je krijgt t niet- want elke lul verbrijzelt iets- ongeacht hoe klein die is
zelfs als ie weigert bitch
Kijk t is onvermijdelijk pijnlijk wanneer jij en ik aan dat wijf gerichte lijnen tikken
We laten je lijnen tot je oplost in tijd, materie en ruimte..
En niemand je magere lijf ken vinden
Ik laat je lijden.. stikken
We leiden bitches naar t einde, gillend en krijsend, kickend en bijtend
Krijgsheren, we drijven vijanden voor ons uit terwijl ze de longen uit hun lijf schreeuwen
Wijsgeren, kom je wijze levenslessen bij mij leren
Booya..? Wat kan mij t meisje met de prei nou schelen?
Je loopt te ijsberen op kokend grondgebied
Booya dr poes: zelfs de postbode heb nog nooit zo'n grote doos gezien
Mn flow's zo dope, kheb die zooi op n hoopje coke getyped
Opgetiefd met je hopeloos droog gemiep
Ik zou jou nog niet doen met n gestolen piel
Zelfs uitgehongerde gieren halen hun neus voor je op
Dubbele rug zonder kont, te groot voorhoofd, plus je squirt als je komt
Als Booya dr slipje dropt bungelt dr lul tot de grond
Aaah nou das nasty
We azen op prooien
De Aas en de Koning verslaan alle jokers verbaal zonder n enkel spoor na te laten..
Van de massale slachting die plaatsvond vanavond
Lyricaal is dr voor jullie ridders geen plaats rond de tafel
Ik ben ter aarde gekomen om nieuwe talen geboren te zien worden
Magiër met woorden
Arabisch georienteerde dichtkunst met kromme zwaarden en dolken die de rode draden vertolken
Je faalt me te volgen
Ik schaduw t donker
Zelfs op n zwarte nacht kan ik n zwarte mier op n zwarte steen zien bewegen
Telikenetisch beheers ik iedereen die t hier genetisch niet meezit
Mn vreselijk wrede skillz rippen met 1 beweging je ziel uit je lijf
Geestelijk vernietigd en stijf van de angst voor mn psychische stijl
Lyrisch de leipste
Als BoX soepele flows typed zie je die 'schrijvers' hier in de diepte afdrijven
Ey BoA.. gasten komen nét niet lekker ..sof ze hun piemel afknijpen
Mn rijms zo SICK -je vraagt je af hoe JIJ die ziekte kan krijgen- niet te verkrijgen
Hoe wil je ons beaten met rijmen..
Als je niet eens gewillige ho's op hun knieen kan krijgen
???
laatste aanpassing
donateur
ik zou je nog niet vies op je buik nemen als ik schoon n rug kreeg
ZO hèhè !!!! Daar wachte ik op !!!je wil dick maar je krijgt t niet- want elke lul verbrijzelt iets- ongeacht hoe klein die is
ghehe dat zie ik eerder als compliment
Mn flow's zo dope, kheb die zooi op n hoopje coke getyped
ai...dat verklaart een hoop.
Wederom moet alles uiterlijk gericht
lag je me uit achter je hand
maar niet in mijn gezicht
flip je door in je verstand
kan naar je gesticht
's Morgens 6 uur en nog klapt ze niet dicht
terwijl ze zich op jullie homo's richt
Het is al eerder gebleken
dat jullie alleen samen met de eer streken
heb al vaker toegekeken
hoe stoer jullie waren en iemand afzeken.
Je komt net op dreef met je standaard streken
maar ik zit hier met een vraagteken
want na de komma komt niets meer
beetje jammer dat je af laat weten
wat je altijd doet, keer na keer
Als Booya dr slipje dropt bungelt dr lul tot de grond
Aaah nou das nasty
Vette shit, zelf verzonnen?
Waar heb ik dat eerder gelezen?
Oja, paar maanden geleden, toen we heir net begonnen
shit dude, wanneer ga je orrigineel wezen?
Oh mijn god, je weet niet eens wat het betekent !
lees en let gewoon op terwil Booya t voor je uittekent
of..hmm then again, ik heb zo eens mijn kansen berekend
en t zou toch sneu wezen
als iedereen zou lezen
dat je je nog steeds niet hebt bewezen
ondanks dat je om respect smekend
ineens je rep. moet vrezen.
Master rappers is wat jullie menen te zijn
maar na het lezen van 112 bladzij's
ben ik nog steeds alleen maar onder de indruk van mij
En dan haal ik gelijk
jouw uitspraken erbij
dat niemand het wil, dit wijf
maar wat doet al dat kwijl dan op mijn lijf?
Iedereen wil een stukje Booya, de heerlijkheid
en das nou het mooie, want alleen ik doe mij
altijd lekker en nooit saai
ik weet wat ik wil en haal het erbij
zo mager, maar zo vol van mijn eigen lijf
zo vol van mezelf, ik heerlijk wijf
dat ik voor de spiegel wrijf
en over mezelf uit glij
hap naar mezelf en ik snaai
ben gewoon een lekkernij
heerljk zoals ik aan mezelf graai
en helemaal alleen van mij
Ik hunker niet naar een piemel zoals je zei
want binnen 2 minuten is dat toch weer voorbij
Dus beter dat k het gwoon bij mezelf draai
-ook goeiemorgen
-laatste aanpassing
Vette shit, zelf verzonnen?
Waar heb ik dat eerder gelezen?
Oja, paar maanden geleden, toen we heir net begonnen
shit dude, wanneer ga je orrigineel wezen?
Ja, zelf verzonnen, zie je toch
En dat ik t concept al s eerder gedaan heb.. boeiend
Dit is andere rijm, dus who cares
En dat ik niet origineel ben slaat btje nergens op he
Check mn shit yo.. origineel in rijm en flow, wat wil je nog meer
Peace tho
donateur
Ja, zelf verzonnen, zie je toch
Ja, omdat het ergens in april hetzelfde stond
En dat ik niet origineel ben slaat btje nergens op he
Nou toch wel, in elk geval als mijn lul op jouw voorhoofd
Nee gekkigheid, maar ik was gewoon niet onder de indruk omdat ik het al eerder heb gehoord
dusja...dan is het niet orgie-neel
Verder kan ik je teksten wel waarderen hoor
* end of suck up *
X the man?
frizzle on the shizzle
donateur
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to me if you're ready for a beatdown
Swift wit my hands i don't fuck around
I'm laying out mc's in a sec
I'll get wreck and break your muthafucking neck
Who can step to me from compton
None them rappers 'cause i'm still stomping
So bail in your best mc's
Nigga please
I'll wax you tax you i'll just fax you
Put in ?(sominian)? pumps to cold mack you
You think your rhymes are so fine
I'm rolling through compton wit a tech nine
Eazy, you're sloppy, dre you know you're played
Ren, you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
The only dope rapper you had was i-c-e
But you tried to jerk him like a sucker
That's why he's larger than you dumb muthafuckas
And if there was a repercussion, there was no discussion
So the shit ain't nutting
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Ha-ha, step to me
Step to me...
Watch me slip (niggaz chant)
You better have fear
Somebody should've told ya the dog is near
I'm wiping that ass like tissue
Best believe the dog's gonna dis you
Rip you up, tip you up, cold bust your lips up
Now shut the fuck up
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
You know you can't fuck around wit the jim brown
Running mc's like a quarterback
Brothers are wack, i want my muthafucking money back
All those tracks you made
Fuck your grade 'cause your shit is played
Dis me, why bother
Stepping to me, you rather step to your father
Yea, and i'm all that
And nwa is crazy wack
Peace to ice cube, peace to ice-t
Dj quik, you can suck my dick
Then want to wax that ass
And send you back to hardcore class
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
Step to a man wit the clan at hand
Ina masterplan, shit, godam
Lethal weapon, rhymes are def and
Tim dog's a man, you shouldn't a been sleeping on
I carry on wit the song, you're right, i'm dog-gone
Word is born
I'll compare and dare wit a stare
Your sayind where, i'm over here
Rap bull, a guerilla warfare
Dis my crew, don't you dare
Girls jock me, crowds clock me
While rap artists peer's cock block me
But if there a rapper that think that he's better than me
Bring it on, step to me
Step to me...
laatste aanpassing
we zeiken totaal nie af- strakke lijnen rijmen we waterpas
overstromen met flows elke waterrat
en we late t pas varen as je wijkt en in je hele straat de waarde zakt
we droppen aardig wat.....
meer schoppen dan n kaartenpak
tot'k je hoofd zo kapot trap dat dr verder niks dan zaagsel lag
drop zo dik assik pomp op die chick- dr maag heb ineens n latex-wand
energiek als Ratelband- maar meteen as'k je zie wordt me lul slap as je vaderland
n leger wat geen soldaten had- enkel soms n reparatie kan
shit- die bitch- ik stoot n sla dr lam- X geef me n moker of hamer man
want qua battle maak je meer kans op overleven -- als jood in n concentratie-kamp
ik spit als hoogovens n zwaveldamp met zo'n dodelijke flow dat t eindigt in n adem-ramp
kill da world en verover de aarde dan...
zo dope dat ik om Montana lach terwijl ik zn kind overhoop schiet op vaderdag
mn gehaatte lach legt hele straten plat
zag dodelijke blikken staren telkens als ik met me schoonouders aan tafel zat
"wat staar je nâh" "ja ik naai dr man" wat dan nog.....
geef n klap op die kankahkop zo hard- t bloed spat alle kanten op
net nieuw behang gekocht
schatje we droppen voor de lol
en we voelen elkaar zonder handtastelijkheden
shit flowed as de maddafak en er staan nog leuke dinge tussen ook
als je vies geneukt wil worden
moejje naar de manage....
er is toch geen jongen die je zo ver krijgt
X X X
en BoX voor X
dit was n drop van niks....
ik stop met die shit
ik draai nog 1
overstromen met flows elke waterrat
en we late t pas varen as je wijkt en in je hele straat de waarde zakt
we droppen aardig wat.....
meer schoppen dan n kaartenpak
tot'k je hoofd zo kapot trap dat dr verder niks dan zaagsel lag
drop zo dik assik pomp op die chick- dr maag heb ineens n latex-wand
energiek als Ratelband- maar meteen as'k je zie wordt me lul slap as je vaderland
n leger wat geen soldaten had- enkel soms n reparatie kan
shit- die bitch- ik stoot n sla dr lam- X geef me n moker of hamer man
want qua battle maak je meer kans op overleven -- als jood in n concentratie-kamp
ik spit als hoogovens n zwaveldamp met zo'n dodelijke flow dat t eindigt in n adem-ramp
kill da world en verover de aarde dan...
zo dope dat ik om Montana lach terwijl ik zn kind overhoop schiet op vaderdag
mn gehaatte lach legt hele straten plat
zag dodelijke blikken staren telkens als ik met me schoonouders aan tafel zat
"wat staar je nâh" "ja ik naai dr man" wat dan nog.....
geef n klap op die kankahkop zo hard- t bloed spat alle kanten op
net nieuw behang gekocht
schatje we droppen voor de lol
en we voelen elkaar zonder handtastelijkheden
shit flowed as de maddafak en er staan nog leuke dinge tussen ook
als je vies geneukt wil worden
moejje naar de manage....
er is toch geen jongen die je zo ver krijgt
X X X
en BoX voor X
dit was n drop van niks....
ik stop met die shit
ik draai nog 1
you're cool but your rhymes don't lay
Against the d-o-g
And if you think you can fuck wit the d-o-g
step to me
Alleen dat was voldoende geweest!
hehe
oh en Bo!
want alleen Under probeert zn ware aard te verbergen met n magere tekst
Oh its like that?
ok..is cool
want the Underdog is weer terug van weggeweest,
en fuck jullie allemaal, want ik rap nie eens,
maar ik kan t nie laten als ik jullie wacke tekste lees,
ik ben alleen down met pussy's, omdat ik graag sletjes eet!
aawh so what?
ik geef ook toe, dat ik af en toe tabletjes vreet
en dan lekker space, maar goed..
Boa weet je zeker? Ben je Hagenees?
want ik kan je shit nie leze, want er staat Chinees,
ik dacht dat jij hier Nederlandse taal beheerst,
maar je faalt weer eens..vanwaar die haat ineens,
Bo is niks zonder X, terwijl hij jou decipel is,
en zonder X ben jij niets meer dan een trieste bitch
die vaak verdrietig is en dan zielig spit
ik zal je zegge wat de echte definitie van vriende is
ik weet dat je geaardheid gevoelig ligt
dus verberg je dat maar met die stoere shit
maar X diss ik nie omdat hij mn broertje is,
en als je weet wat dat inhoudt dan voel je dit
ik ken X al jaren en hij kent mn blaren,
en zelfs in donkere dagen zijn wij kameraden
geen msn takki, gappie maar echte matties!
laatste aanpassing
hehe
Als bonus krijg je ook nog een mooi plaatje van me!
Speciaal voor jou!
I know you like it!
Als bonus krijg je ook nog een mooi plaatje van me!
Speciaal voor jou!
I know you like it!
laatste aanpassing door een beheerder
laden en lossen, verlos laveloos losjes me rotte kop van zotte praatjes, ik dobbel
of ga er om tossen wat voor lompe rommel ik los laat op die honden
trap 'em op ze staart, klap kaak, zin voor zin in volle vaart op je donder
me dikke paard, daar lig je onder, haal het bloed onder je nagels en smeer die haat in je wonden
wat je geeft krijg je terug, bijl in je rug, voor de rest niks gek, laat staan een wonder
of ga er om tossen wat voor lompe rommel ik los laat op die honden
trap 'em op ze staart, klap kaak, zin voor zin in volle vaart op je donder
me dikke paard, daar lig je onder, haal het bloed onder je nagels en smeer die haat in je wonden
wat je geeft krijg je terug, bijl in je rug, voor de rest niks gek, laat staan een wonder
you know i love it
fuck it
stick a pin in a buster- he starts spittin like he twistin his nuts off
gab t was n speldeprik- waarin ik zeg dat de hele site voor mij t zelfde is als zo'n vette pic van n lekkere chick
je uitdaagt tot geweld in n zin- temmen die bitch- en niemand ziet t
behalve 1 man die iets zelf heb getikt
ik von t enkel n beetje kort gooz.................
vandaar
je was de enige met nog n beetje ballen
majaaaaaa
'you want it like that'
Ik ben niks zonder Iks?? Shit bitch, ik spit zonder X
-kill all die kids tot heel de wereld er ligt
en spitte al in triples toen jij nog niks ervan wist
met rhyme-styles dat je brein zo klein lijkt dat atoom-niveau in jou ogen n heel werelddeel is
shit kid- op Iks werd gebitch- Iks werd gedissed- met simpele shit
ik zag meer in zn spits- simpelweg omdat dit m'n wereldje is
dus ik leerde m dit....
ik weet dat z'n rijm te verheerlijken is- en ik weet dat hij heden m'n meerdere is
omdat hij put uit n boek dat op elk punt wat ik zoek superior is
en ik weet onze band is niks dan n lyrical twist...
X is me decipel niet- hij was mn protègé- maar hij weet dat ik vind dat hij tegenwoordig drboven zweeft
m'n gestoorde stonede geest weet van achter niet dat ie van voren leeft
maar heeft nog steeds door dat jij geen ene reet van rijm en flowen weet
ik zocht geen beef- maar was t zo had ik je doodgebeten..........
fok dit
maah gaus, kèk wat je doettân
ik vind t n beetje verdrietig en zielig dat je schermt met je vriendschap
terwijl ik gewoon iedereen hier gaf wat n ieder verdiend had
ik had me bek gehouwen als n ieder dr bediend had
maar shiit mayaan- niemand die typt wat- kom jij met n kwart van n tekst op n plasticen dienblad
drop n krent in de griespap
ik tik shit ik ben zo stoned dat ik nie eens meer tot tien kan
fuck it
stick a pin in a buster- he starts spittin like he twistin his nuts off
gab t was n speldeprik- waarin ik zeg dat de hele site voor mij t zelfde is als zo'n vette pic van n lekkere chick
je uitdaagt tot geweld in n zin- temmen die bitch- en niemand ziet t
behalve 1 man die iets zelf heb getikt
ik von t enkel n beetje kort gooz.................
vandaar
je was de enige met nog n beetje ballen
majaaaaaa
'you want it like that'
Ik ben niks zonder Iks?? Shit bitch, ik spit zonder X
-kill all die kids tot heel de wereld er ligt
en spitte al in triples toen jij nog niks ervan wist
met rhyme-styles dat je brein zo klein lijkt dat atoom-niveau in jou ogen n heel werelddeel is
shit kid- op Iks werd gebitch- Iks werd gedissed- met simpele shit
ik zag meer in zn spits- simpelweg omdat dit m'n wereldje is
dus ik leerde m dit....
ik weet dat z'n rijm te verheerlijken is- en ik weet dat hij heden m'n meerdere is
omdat hij put uit n boek dat op elk punt wat ik zoek superior is
en ik weet onze band is niks dan n lyrical twist...
X is me decipel niet- hij was mn protègé- maar hij weet dat ik vind dat hij tegenwoordig drboven zweeft
m'n gestoorde stonede geest weet van achter niet dat ie van voren leeft
maar heeft nog steeds door dat jij geen ene reet van rijm en flowen weet
ik zocht geen beef- maar was t zo had ik je doodgebeten..........
fok dit
maah gaus, kèk wat je doettân
ik vind t n beetje verdrietig en zielig dat je schermt met je vriendschap
terwijl ik gewoon iedereen hier gaf wat n ieder verdiend had
ik had me bek gehouwen als n ieder dr bediend had
maar shiit mayaan- niemand die typt wat- kom jij met n kwart van n tekst op n plasticen dienblad
drop n krent in de griespap
ik tik shit ik ben zo stoned dat ik nie eens meer tot tien kan
laatste aanpassing