Duh-duh-duh stutter shit, I still say the butter shit Sharp on the mic, I bring out that box cutter shit D-I-T man, you know who the fuck we are Back
bub and scream "What?" D.I.T.C. and G.D. teamed up Bases loaded, the place exploded, we cleaned up [D-Flow] Ayo I touch pistol, shine like crushed crystal Fuck what I
walked through my block didn't make it out Because I stuck that nigga, then I bucked that nigga (I felt sorry for that kid) I didn't fuck that nigga [
block and still say "What's up?" Yeah I see through the glass but I lay in the cut You think I'm playing or what? Got a in the cut I pull out, niggas
dominoes, d-d-dominoes These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes Dominoes, d-d-dominoes Hey I'm gon' need
a hard ride home, I don't know how I survived They took turns - One would beat me while the other one was driving I can't believe it, I just made
Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick (Bad Boy Big, c'mon) The doctor said I
I don't go no mo' Cause they don't know how to treat you when you come through the do' Thursday night, was Plush but we moved to fuel And I be up in the
Different, specifically I don't copy Tear up the track if the flow sounds sloppy I don't play one game I bust about a dozen cuts on my LPs, none the same I ain't new to this, I ain't
man Grandmaster D I'm talkin' 'bout Whodini And also the force MD, you treated a brother real cool Back in the day, an' I ain't forgot that you know What I'm sayin', all those other
Yeah, this is Ice-T I'ma slow it down for a minute I wanna talk to all the ladies out there I got my man J-ell in the house I got a message I wanna send
time for a homicide South Central C'mon, man, you all bleedin' bad, man You got to keep up, man, we can't stop here I really didn't like how this shit
that is hard to figure I punch hos and I smack up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other times slayer You don't like
ain't nothin' man I ain't with it Dig it, I'm just a brother from L.A. South Central, I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for
I sold out cause I rocked with the B.C. Y'all are bitches, you're straight wack Quick to talk shit, but always behind the back I do whatever I wanna
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
And I'ma kick this slang until the day I die I can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I low
good (O. D. O.D.) Bithces over there... we good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we good It's Mickey O.D. O.D everybody know me [Mickey Factz:] Ha I
