[Intro: Rampage]
Yeah, huh
Uh
[Verse 1: Rampage]
I'll bust all you cats in the game for malpractice
I'm in Jersey (Uh), where I'm playin', no taxes
I'll stick your girl, Agnus (Uh), Flipmode bring the madness (Madness)
Platinum status (Uh), Rampage I'm the baddest (Baddest)
Check the credit (Uh), yo, you might as well dead it
I said it (What?), fuck the edit, it's uncut (Cut)
Nigga what? (What?) It's crunch time for me to shine (Shine)
I'ma show you easily for me to take mines
Pass my nickel (Uh) plated nine (Nine), call me Einstein (-Stein)
I'm buckin' shot (Uh) two times and stick you for your rhymes (Rhymes)
Put you in a pine box, yo, and your whole family's on detox
Hustlin' cracks (Uh) and Reeboks (Uh)
Holy socks (Yeah), cut you with my ox (Ox)
Rampage got the city locked
And yo' function (Uh), to the Flat Bush junction
Causing rambunction (Uh), watch me do you somethin' (Uhh)
[Verse 2: Baby Sham]
Baby Sham on some new shit, new and exclusive
5'3", caramel, tight grip on a four fifth
Leave 'em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift
Nigga with the 6 story, throw 'em off the cliff
As I speak the shit to put my name on the list (What? What?)
The small thug with a slug put a mark on his wrist
A tattoo of pyramids, puttin' hollows in clips
Peeped your gat, jammed tight, Ross you lookin' to riff (Uh, uh!)
QB's type shit, cause we runnin' your clique
See me in the drop, with your six, sayin' she snitched
But never that, cuz-o, high beams through the window (Uh)
My lookouts move slow, they heard you never blast those
Got a safe in your crib, Sham, you know the code
Search, spoke out, 3, 2, 1, that's zero
Took the c-notes and Flipmode left on the quietest note
Swallowed these then clear your throat, bitch ass (Woo!), you should have spoke
Yeah, huh
Uh
[Verse 1: Rampage]
I'll bust all you cats in the game for malpractice
I'm in Jersey (Uh), where I'm playin', no taxes
I'll stick your girl, Agnus (Uh), Flipmode bring the madness (Madness)
Platinum status (Uh), Rampage I'm the baddest (Baddest)
Check the credit (Uh), yo, you might as well dead it
I said it (What?), fuck the edit, it's uncut (Cut)
Nigga what? (What?) It's crunch time for me to shine (Shine)
I'ma show you easily for me to take mines
Pass my nickel (Uh) plated nine (Nine), call me Einstein (-Stein)
I'm buckin' shot (Uh) two times and stick you for your rhymes (Rhymes)
Put you in a pine box, yo, and your whole family's on detox
Hustlin' cracks (Uh) and Reeboks (Uh)
Holy socks (Yeah), cut you with my ox (Ox)
Rampage got the city locked
And yo' function (Uh), to the Flat Bush junction
Causing rambunction (Uh), watch me do you somethin' (Uhh)
[Verse 2: Baby Sham]
Baby Sham on some new shit, new and exclusive
5'3", caramel, tight grip on a four fifth
Leave 'em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift
Nigga with the 6 story, throw 'em off the cliff
As I speak the shit to put my name on the list (What? What?)
The small thug with a slug put a mark on his wrist
A tattoo of pyramids, puttin' hollows in clips
Peeped your gat, jammed tight, Ross you lookin' to riff (Uh, uh!)
QB's type shit, cause we runnin' your clique
See me in the drop, with your six, sayin' she snitched
But never that, cuz-o, high beams through the window (Uh)
My lookouts move slow, they heard you never blast those
Got a safe in your crib, Sham, you know the code
Search, spoke out, 3, 2, 1, that's zero
Took the c-notes and Flipmode left on the quietest note
Swallowed these then clear your throat, bitch ass (Woo!), you should have spoke
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