[Verse 1: Shock G]
Grammy's, Emmy's that means nothin' to me
But when they rock us in the streets we say "Ooo-we"
You see the freak in the beat, she do me
I hit that Mitty-bitties wit the sticky ooey-gooey
I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe
I got more soul in my style
Then they will ever know
I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show
We got them groceries, bro
Yo, Luniz, let go
[Verse 2: Numskull]
I got the flow so let the Luni man take over
Get deep into my hold
If ya lost, then picture gold
I heard styles that others stole
But it's no original flow
Like the Luniz and the man wit the nose
[Verse 3: Yukmouth]
Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11
Ghetto heaven, could climb wit mo 'Good Times' than James Evans
Glock wars
Media criticize 2Pac for
Homies in the hood, be strapped with goods and we've got more
Grammy's, Emmy's that means nothin' to me
But when they rock us in the streets we say "Ooo-we"
You see the freak in the beat, she do me
I hit that Mitty-bitties wit the sticky ooey-gooey
I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe
I got more soul in my style
Then they will ever know
I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show
We got them groceries, bro
Yo, Luniz, let go
[Verse 2: Numskull]
I got the flow so let the Luni man take over
Get deep into my hold
If ya lost, then picture gold
I heard styles that others stole
But it's no original flow
Like the Luniz and the man wit the nose
[Verse 3: Yukmouth]
Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11
Ghetto heaven, could climb wit mo 'Good Times' than James Evans
Glock wars
Media criticize 2Pac for
Homies in the hood, be strapped with goods and we've got more
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