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Peak #4,992
Peak in subgenre #765
Author
Ryan Stinson
Uploaded
September 09, 2005
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Cassidy - "B-Boy Stance"
Lyrics
[HOOK] x2
Chillin' in the cut, wit my gangsta lean
Plenty of sluts on the scene, yeah thanks to me
I'm such a pimp... I'm such a pimp... I'm such a pimp... I'm such a pimp...
[HOOK]
You know the name now, bopper's on my thang now / You rock what I rock, but we don't got the same style
It's time to change now, tryna to get some brains now / Missed the dames mouth, so she tryna get them stains out
Dang wow, you a pimp to follow / Finished spittin' my game, now commence to swallow
Hollow tips in steel, cuz this shit is real / It don't matter if you a bitch, you'll get hit for real
So jus' sit n chill, keep ya head low / I'm in love wit' my gun, I can't seem to let go
I let smoke, come out and get to re-loadin' / Really don't give a fuck about what he totin'
Cuz he opened a can of worms, so i'm standin' firm / Plus the heat'll give em' a tan & perm
Damn you germs, won't stop so I'ma stop you / Thought you was bout to bubble, but I'ma pop you
[HOOK]x2
This aint cha' boy from Philly, but I can Deep Six ya / Then they can bury ya necklaces & ya rings wit cha
Ya team can scream wit cha', when I let the beam hit cha / I'm so mean but I'm still in my teens nigga
That means that I'm young & reckless / To others it may seem that I'm dumb & sexist
But that's expected, when you tell it like it is dude / Bout these bitches, who snitchin' & grindin' up against you
Rip through the block, the glock on my holster / Thick chicks on cocks poppin the chocha
And we all smoker's, so I bought two O's / The Coupe fresh off the lot, you know it's got two do's
I'm numero uno, without a close second / All it takes is seconds to get these ho's naked
But the flow is so wreckless, I don't gotta clap you / Let my rap do what it do, and go back to
[HOOK] x2
Hidin in covers, I can slide in ya mother / Cuz she so thirsty that she the one who be buyin the rubbers
I don't provide for ya brothers, even if I made em / I gave em my looks, why the fuck should I raise em
My cake's amazin, you barely bakin' biscuits / The Doctor's in, ya'll still fakin' sickness
Gon make ya wrists split, duck when I spit shit / I'll paint you red for green like the colors of Christmas
What is this, a full-out take-over / Park wit cha dame, and pull out in the Range Rover
Now that my bank's over the limit, I'm focused on gettin' / Them motions, and tinted windows but you know I won't rent it
My apprentice got murked, now I handle big biz / Bust caps at caps, the hammer leave you lid-less
So don't forget this warning, to you shook cats / Dumb Dummies sayin good morning to hood rats
My hood's packed wit' thugs, they push crack to flood / The block, so if I'm not at the spot, you know it's cuz
[HOOK] x4
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