[Intro: Erick Sermon]
Woo! Uh, ah-ah, yeah-yeah, I, ah, ah, ah, ah
And you don't stop, yeah, ah-ah, word is bond, word is bond, uh
[Verse 1: Erick Sermon]
Now introducin' the sound from the ghetto
E Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought?
I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swing
I'm Born to Mack, always strapped with the black gat
Who out there? I swear boy, you, wanna get touched
Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so duck
I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga
500 S drivin' with hand on trigger
Crazy loot I stack, check my track record
Everything I touch is gold since eighteen years old
So what that mean? I rolled the blunt
And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute
Crazy hoes be jockin' me 'cause I be rockin', B
Sew it up like Monopoly, nobody's stoppin' me
Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that?
I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack
Who said the E can't rock? That's bullshit
Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls
You wanna brawl? Punk, I thought not
You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch
Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck her
Psych, I already stuck her
Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up
Here's an icepack - homeboy, shut the hell up
I rock the mic with Too $hort, y'all niggas know what's happenin'
Everything he touch goes platinum
I-ya
Woo! Uh, ah-ah, yeah-yeah, I, ah, ah, ah, ah
And you don't stop, yeah, ah-ah, word is bond, word is bond, uh
[Verse 1: Erick Sermon]
Now introducin' the sound from the ghetto
E Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought?
I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swing
I'm Born to Mack, always strapped with the black gat
Who out there? I swear boy, you, wanna get touched
Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so duck
I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga
500 S drivin' with hand on trigger
Crazy loot I stack, check my track record
Everything I touch is gold since eighteen years old
So what that mean? I rolled the blunt
And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute
Crazy hoes be jockin' me 'cause I be rockin', B
Sew it up like Monopoly, nobody's stoppin' me
Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that?
I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack
Who said the E can't rock? That's bullshit
Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls
You wanna brawl? Punk, I thought not
You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch
Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck her
Psych, I already stuck her
Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up
Here's an icepack - homeboy, shut the hell up
I rock the mic with Too $hort, y'all niggas know what's happenin'
Everything he touch goes platinum
I-ya
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