there yeah
Sinatra bitch bitch I call shots round here tell the pop not to pop round here
down there don't make too much noise
I call shots round here tell the pop not to pop round here slow down down there
don't make too much noise automatic static catatonic supersonic
bubonic chronic addict astronomical when the Thunderdome Center in the depths of
the dungeon dangerous dastardly catastrophes metamorphosize into a pit
tyrannodon cracking the bricks on the walls camouflage on the side of the
line about to put something up in the garage it's time for World War three
motherfucker you know me young got tea motherfucker I'll hold the microphone
like a grudge in a lack laid -back so back the fuck up this might give you a
heart attack it's real simple can't get more simple than that
I call shots round here tell the pop not to pop round here slow down down
here don't make too much noise you know who runs the blocks round here I call
shots round here tell the pop not to pop round here slow down down here don't
make too much noise you know who runs the blocks round here
automatic automatic psychosomatic psychotic verbal narcotics visually
erotic superelectrosonic potent and genitonic being injected through the
veins with double doses of lipid chronic Colombian plate the top rate I rate
lost military style you know I want about a million or more of y 'all fools
to come back and get some more you can tell a gangster soon as he come in the
door he won't wear Cali wine he won't wear
velour he got some Cortez or some Converse on all -stars G from the hat to
the floor you convinced me I'm probably chilling up in Mississippi
or McKenzie or Baton Rouge guzzling whiskey I'm a walkin franchise and I
want to get paid get dropped mocked and stomped like a parade persuasion phase
invasion I got to break loose cuz I'm feeling caged in loose in the jungle
plays the botanical gardener nowadays niggas ain't hard enough to bombard and
broke our spotlight these renegade revolutionary infantry's I bet a
thousand to one you're never gonna make it you're never gonna get it y 'all can't
f*ck with us put it together I squad 1999 my squad universal soldiers I
thought I told you I call shots round here tell the pop not to pop round here
don't make too much noise you know we run the blocks round here I call shots
round here tell the pop not to pop round here slow down down here don't make too
much noise you know we run the blocks round here I'm a chalk smasher the
youngest gangsta rapper spectacular chrome 38 packer money stacker t -shirt
cackle acker rubble bread the fake rap attacker got any jawbreaker
Roscoe the backcracker moneymaker we smart like computer hackers I came in
this game with plans to get it maxed at my enemy go to wrap them I'm wrapped up
no escaping without instantaneous capture don't be upset with me and the
homies jacket cuz we straight jacket if I say it's on this crack and y 'all
thugs from why a we make it happen swear y 'all can see me but that's just
like seeing Elvis I grab a cricket back and crack and it cost the pelvis my
brother's dangerous hazardous to help I make a nigga more than 20 kids to cap
his own self who am I the incorrigible lyrical miracle it's horrible yet
hysterical the way I'll embarrass you see me on the streets walk by and I just
stare at you tough talk when there's bullets flying through the air with you
test young test nigga one left nigga me and corrupt share two gats and one vest
n***a we astronomical phenomenal magical mathematical taking your first
born is collateral I call I call shots round here
